It was the start of another GORGEOUS day in paradise... and Weasel frankly, hated it. Having been born on an island drenched in perpetual rain, the sunlight just never sat well with him. Sighing heavily, he began his standard morning walkabout the island, to clear his mind for the upcoming day. As he was walking through the woods, he noticed something. A smell. A smell he hadn't smelled before. Following it to it's source, Weasel was kinda surprised to see a woman laying there. 'Oh, my... a customer maybe? But what's she doing sleeping in the forest?' he thought to himself, emerging from the shadows, only to have a blade pointed at his neck.

[i]"Don't you know its rude to sneak up on a woman who is armed? She might get testy and start attacking...especially if she just woke up from a poor nights sleep. So tell me....why I should allow your blood to stay inside your body."[/i]

"Fufufufu... forgive me, my lady. You are correct. It is rude to sneak upon an unsuspecting maiden. Please, let us not resort to violence. My name is Weasel" he said, pushing the sword out of the way with a bony finger and giving a steep bow. "I work as the personal assistant and head manager for Master Dani of the Bloody Evolution, just over the hill there. Might I ask... why are you here, Ms....?"