In the small port Village on Crytinia Island, up on the hill over looking it all, Sat an Inn.

The one and only; Day Dream Inn.

Ran by a short plump woman; Rose Plotten, and her adopted son; Cole Plotten.

The Inn was visited often by any who ventured out to this small island, they knew it was the only Inn in town, but many came to visit the shrine of Crytinia, this place was actually sitting in the heart of the blossoming island.

Rose had woken up late that day, and looked around the Inn, for a curtain blonde boy. 

The morning was bright, everyone had woken up for breakfast, and food was flowing out of the kitchen slowly.

The older woman walked around, and popped her head in, seeing a tall older man, his beard was typed back, and in a net, a smile graced his Elder face.

"Carl" Rose spoke, and the man looked up, "ah Rose! How are you?" He smiled, and she gave a glare, "I'm good, but were did that boy go?"

He gave a laugh, "a curtain someone stopped by, to say good bye before leaving to go to the main land for a few months"

"Ah..." Rose scuttled, "I can't wait for him to leave!" She turned, "it'll leave my helper time to accurately do his job!"

Carl boomed a laugh once more, "until he wanders off to draw again!" Rose shook her head, "I'm going to chain him up one of these days!"

"Oh course you will" the man rolled his eyes, Rose turned back to him, with more a grim look of her face, "where is Gil going this time?"

The man's smile faded, "The Capital of Harstar; Oswald"

"I wish him luck..." Rose looked down. "He's going to try and drag Cole along again, isn't he?" Carl gave a sigh, "He try's every time he leaves the island"

"And every time Cole runs off into the forest for a good day" Rose laughed, "I don't think Gil will let him do that this time" Carl joined in laughing.

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Outside, in the back of the Inn, stood two boys, one with bleach blonde hair, and green eyes swirled with gold. The other? brown hair, the tips a blue shade, and his eyes like the ocean.

The blonde one looked at the other, his eyes narrowed, "Is this another sword you made for the trip?" 

The other boy smiled, "It is! But this time, I'm hoping you come with us!" he leaned in, a sword in his hand, and a dumby with cut marks along with bullets whole through it in front of the two.

"Gil, we go over this every time you go, I. Am. Not. Leaving. The. Island." A glare like death was shot at Gil from the younger man.

"Okay, but I can always try!" Gil gave a smile to the shorter boy next to him. "Gil, No" he turned and started for the Inn's back entrance. "Come on Cole! You have to leave one day!" Gil yelled laughing.

"I'm getting my sketch book, and going for a walk!" Cole, the blonde one, yelled back.

"Come on! At least Come say good bye this time!" Gil complained, "Last time i did that, you practically dragged me onto the boat!" The boy slammed the door behind him.

Gil gave a smile, "ah, maybe next time..." and started to the docks... 

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