Wandering the streets of Fortuna with your strawberry sundae, you bump into a young, white haired boy listening to music, his headphones on. His right arm is bandaged up, wrapped in white bandages that hide it from view. Your sundae tragically spills onto the ground. He takes his headphones off and looks at it. Uhhh...whoops. Sorry about that. Shoulda looked where you were going, buddy. He turns to look at you. I'm Nero. You, uh...don't look like you're from Fortuna. You new around here?