Enter Ryoga! The Eternal Lost Boy!
Who: Ryoga and anyone whoever can find him.
What: Ryoga has been wandering the greenbelt Island for three weeks. Are you a bad enough dude to save Ryoga?
Where: That one Island with all the trees and meadows and stuff.
When: Tuesday
Warnings: If you tick him off, he can get a little violent, but it's generally comedic more than anything.
"...how... how long does this forest go on?"
He walked slowly now, a tragic figure clad in dirty steampunk finery, carrying a backpack larger than most and sporting a weary, depressed expression. The dog at his heel, conversely, looked pretty chipper.
Ryoga had arrived here three weeks ago, tricked into running through a magic door by the clown, Kefka, and he'd not been able to find his way to civilization yet. Surely this forest must be thousands and thousands of miles in diameter! And it was do dense and unforgiving - so little like his homeland!
....in truth he'd been wandering in rough circles this entire time. But don't tell him that.
"Well, Checkers... this is the last of the rice, Girl." he said quietly, looking around for a spot to start preparing a fire. "If we don't find something to hunt or some way out of here tomorrow, we're done for." He reached over and ruffled the dog's ears before setting about looking for firewood.
"Oh Akane... I hope you're not worried about me... I know you must be missing P-Chan right now." he sighed, the firewood in his hand starting to creak and splinter, his fingers gripping it tightly. "I'll find my way back to you, Akane! I promise! I PROMISE, AKANE!"
((OOC: Suggested listening music.
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