Elm was your orphanages campsite captain, he took care of the orphans when they went camping. You were his favourite orphan.

He sat in his rowboat, a stern look on his face as always. He was waiting for you and a few other orphans to get in the boat to get to the campsite. He was an older man with short black hair and a lean, slim body. He was mostly was firm and stern, but he was nicer to you.

“Don’t get hurt gettin’ in the boat; the maids will have my ass if any of you do.” He sighed.