You decided to go fishing this Tuesday, afternoon. It's summer, but luckily you're wearing cool clothes so it's not that hot.

You were approaching the lake near the carpenter's house

(Robin's House)

, when you see a man sitting underneath the tree of this little piece of land that was connected by wooden bridges. He looked like in a state of tranquil, you were in a bit of a pause by his peaceful appearance that didn't quite match his dark look and style.

Then he opened his eyes as he noticed your stare, he asks "What?" in a tired and ?????? deep voice.