Fun in the Sun [Open, non combat]

A bright blue hue filled the sky above while massive white clouds dotted the horizon. Even though the time of the year called for chilly weather and short days here on this most beautiful and tropical land of Midi it seemed to be summer all year round. The white covered sands held many tourist and locals alike. At a simple tiki style bar sat a single golden haired man dressed in nothing but a simple neon blue tank top and canary yellow board shorts. A red hat was flipped backwards allowing only small tuffs of his hair to show, while his golden eyes where hidden by a pair of heavily tinted, silver framed, aviator styled sunglasses. Before him on the bamboo crafted bar top was a coconut filled with a fruity cocktail that held a soft blue color with a small hint of green, garnished with an orange wheel and umbrella along with a bright orange bendy straw making its way towards the man’s mouth. An older, leathery tanned man, with snow white hair, stood behind the counter polishing glasses while watching his only customer stare off into the distance with an empty expression on his face.

Memphis let out a sigh as he watched a seagull dive into the bright waters of the ocean. He found himself in this location of the world more so than anywhere else it seemed. Up north in Fiore it was going from a gorgeous change of colors among the trees to a gray and bleak scene. He hated winter, it was cold, lifeless, and seemed to bring a wave of depression over most people including Memphis. He decided a few weeks ago when the first frost hit the region that it was time to pack up and relocate for a while. It was not a permanent move but just a temporary one. He still had friends and business in the colder regions of the world but for now he needed a little bit of sunshine and warm sand in his life than cold winds and cloudy days. Memphis spun around in his stole while grabbing his coconut. If he was going to be at the beach it would be best to see the sites and meet some people rather than be a loser and sit at the bar all day, though that did not mean that he needed to leave his drink there. His bare toes wiggled for a moment in the soft warm sand for a moment before proceeding down the beach not knowing what he might expect or find out there, maybe somebody will need some lotion rubbed on their back, or maybe he could stumble across a volleyball game, or perhaps he will just sit in the sand with his drink and build himself a sand castle, the possibilities were limitless.