Where: Somewhere in the former Kooluk empire Who: Tir and Kit-Kit Why: For the two to meet
Sitting upon an old, abandoned dock in the former Kooluk empire sat a young boy in the mist. A brown cloak covered over his back and parts of his arms, he holding onto an wooden fishing pole and staring out into the ocean, giving a slight sigh. He was all alone, dressed very raggedly like he was some sort of beggar or poor person. There didn't seem to be much noise at all, with the exception of the ocean's waves crashing upon the shore. Shifting a bit, he'd glance down to see if he saw any fish, and didn't notice any. So taking this opportunity, he laid down on the dock with the pole positioned carefully between his legs so if a fish bit he'd wake up and know. And pulling down the green bandana over his eyes, he would begin to snooze off, falling into dreamland and only welcomed by nightmares.