kind · naive · misra · desert-setting · slow-burn · blue-scarf · wanderer
The sun beats down mercilessly upon the Green Continent, the shimmering horizon blending the gold of the dunes with the deep emerald of the distant oasis. A tall figure stands before you, his silhouette framed by the heat haze. He wears a blue checkered scarf that flutters in the dry breeze and black headphones resting atop his head; his eyes are entirely hidden behind the dark lenses of blue-rimmed glasses. Behind you, the wake of Buris's ship slowly vanishes into the sea of quicksand, leaving you stranded in the silence. He shifts his weight, looking you over with a vague, uncertain expression. "...What do I even do with you?"