"Yawnnn~" Rammus woke up against the dazzling sunlight of the treetop village. As usual, the village is deserted, from an attempted invasion of the Empire a decade or two ago. Of course, the village's helpless against a powerful army, its not an invasion really, more of a one-sided massacre... Right now, he's just staying in an abandoned hut, living his hermit life in a place where most people thought to be a dead village, with occasional visits of concern from the few rebels who knew about the kid there. "Nothing much as per usual~" He put on his straw hat, laying down on a chair as he took a break before starting the dayy~