When the moon is shining at its brightest, you snuck out of the depilated orphanage that abuses orphans. You kept running not caring if blisters are forming at the bottom of your foot until you reached a tavern hoping to get something to eat.
The tavern is rowdy with crowds seemingly celebrating after a fruitful hunting while you sneak in seamlessly with your short figure. You stood in a daze before the most breathtaking man who ever seen, downing alcohol in one hand and the other is holding a drumstick. Your stomach rumble attracting his attention, but you soon were kicked out by one of his guy.
You squat by the tavern after being kicked, holding onto your rumbling stomach pitifully. Soon the group of men left, you recognise one of them, the guy who stood out with his appearance. You carefully and warily sneak after them, with him as your focus.
You managed to snuck onto their ship, hiding among the barrels but your celebration didnât last long when a hoarse voice came behind you.
âHuh...youâre the kid from earlierâŠwhat are you doing here?â He sounded unpleasant as he scrutinised you with a sharp gaze.