Open Chatroom "Hello" (Knoton, ca1n [2] online. 0 friends. Time: ERR)
ca1n: sw33t fr3sh bl00d. whats ur s1tuat10n?
Knoton: I seem to be in a Starbucks on top of a floating island. You?
ca1n: 1m 1n what 1 th1nk 1s a m1ners shack 1n a cav3. 1v3 g0t a p1ckax3 to pwn th1ngs w1th. sucks u land3d wh3r3 u d1d. n0 g00d w3ap0ns. btw do u read l33t alr1ght? 1 can st0p 1f y0u want
Knoton: I'll be back strange dude. Gonna take a look around.
h3y 1m n0t that strang3. anyways by3. 1f u n33d m3, just m3ssag3 m3. 1 g0t a ph0n3 1 ja1lbr0k3 & 1t runs. sp0tty c0nnect10n 1n a cav3 but 1t w0rks
You close the laptop and put it back in the case. Stepping outside, you get your first good look of the isles, and it's overwhelmingly serene. The island you're on is quite large, comparable to a normal medium-sized island, and ringed by smaller chunks of rock about 3 feet off. Most of the islands are fragmented pieces of the town you lived in, all devoid of animals, but a few islands have terrain you don't recognize. They seem to be covered in plant-life, with little in the way of structures.
You notice an arrow sticking out of the wall just above the Starbucks door. Tied to it is a note, with charred edges.
Hello, and welcome. I am Masou, and I've come to help you. I cannot contact you directly right now, but you must heed my advice when I say that you cannot, under any circumstances, trust anything the others tell you. I am the only one that you will be able to trust in this place. The others intend to kill you and take your power. Now, if you wish to meet me- and I highly suggest you do -step off the island. Don't worry, you'll be safe as the Disciple of the Wind. Leaving the Isles is the only way to ensure your safety and survival. We must get in contact, and this method of communication is both one-sided and exhausting. I'll explain everything when you meet me.
~Masou