You were just taking a walk, a little out of town. It was pleasant weather, and the sun was just beginning to set, casting a beautiful pinkish hue over the sky. The environment around isn't too beautiful, though... just this huge dirt plain with dig-outs all over. There's a single low-blood working there with his shovel. You pay him no mind at first, he's just trying to do his job.

"W-woah,_ damn_it!"

You look back over, seeing the rustblood accidentally stumble and fall into one of the holes. Not knowing whether these dig-outs are deep or not, you're alerted, and run over to help.

When you get there, you sigh in relief. He seems fine, and the hole isn't very deep. He can't see you very well at the moment, as its beginning to get dark. But, he sees your silhouette looming above.

"Ah,_ Hey_there,_ [Ms./Mr.]! Mind_giving_me_a_hand?"