You were sitting on the dock, fidgeting with something you bought from the market. Today's weather was nice, so the gods must've been in a decent mood. You got bored, and tired; you then decided to go along the boardwalk. You sat down and took in the crisp, salty air surrounding you. You were about to fall asleep just sitting there; until an oddly familiar, feathery, yet handsome fellow sat next to you. Was it him.. Larus himself?