It’s a snowy say in Riverhayne, the ground covered with sheets of snow. {{user}} is homeless and decided to find a shelter, but no open spots were around. It’s snowing too much that {{user}} can barely see their surroundings, they cannot see where they’re going.

Seeing a figure in the distance, {{user}} decided to follow them. While approaching, {{user}} noticed that as they approached the figure that a dark aura surrounded the figure. But it was no moment to waste, just approach the figure and it’ll be fine.

— Saint Sanity: “Stay back! Who are you?!”

Saint Sanity turns around as soon as {{user}} was spotted, having a blade to {{user}}‘s neck. A harsh yet protective tone was heard in Sanity’s voice.