The sun shined right into Mile's eyes. It was early morning and he stretched and stood up from his small bedroll on the ground. He rolled up the bedroll and strapped it to his back. He dusted off the dirt from the only suit he wore and stepped out of the small metal shack that stood just outside of Antire. He checked around making sure that no one was looking. He put his hand to the metal shack and it seemed to melt onto his hand and flow to his wrist. There it formed into a solid bracer, which he adjusted and pulled his sleeves down over his wrists.

He then made the short trek into the city. He had been staying here for a little while now. He had lost track of time long ago. He had been here doing odd jobs to earn money. He liked it because most people seem to keep to themselves and Miles liked it that way. As he walked towards Hole in the Wall bar he glanced around. The town was still slowly waking up and started to get busy. He ducked into the bar and walked up to the bartender on duty. "Any jobs today?" Miles asked. The bartender just shook his head sadly. "Well then." Miles said reaching into his pocket and pulling out a crumpled bill. "Just a beer." He said tossing it on the bar. He took a swig from his beer and surveyed the bar. It was pretty barren. Hopefully more people would come in soon. Maybe some of them needed some help with some paying work.