Ryoh Hirai
The Surrogate
That night's sleep hadn't been kind with Lloyd, who kind of looked like a shambling zombie moving through the street. He, however, wasn't so sleep deproved as to not notice the sudden change in character of the general denizen population. "I wonder what happened, could it be the bell somehow awoke some hidden part of their mind? For that matter, why am I any different, like other adventurers?" He started mumbling while walking through town, bumping into random denizens who this time did not miss the chance to send him to fuck off and other colorful expression of the sort. Before he could understand where he was going, he found himself in a part of town he never explored, near a blacksmith's workshop. "Hey... if it isn't.... uhm.... Ronaldo right? Upgrading your gear are you? I'd join in on the fun, but I'm almost all out of money." Lloyd added in a sleepy voice.