A Cross Rogue Christmas Story

Down in the southern part of Fiore, Snow was steadily falling from the sky, blanketing the landscape as winter was slowly creeping up on the small town of Hargeon. With the sun beginning to set under the horizon, the port town was flooded in green and red bright lights, with countless decorations spreading across the buildings and beside the sidewalks, bringing with them a kind of seasonal cheer for all resident who glanced over at them, all with the the exception of a single discrete. At the center of town, a man wearing nothing but a worn out cloak to obscure his face and blue tunic, was observing the mass of people congregate at a large tree in the center of town from a small cafe beside the busy side walk, being Zoldis who was doing so in interest, placing two fingers on the side of his temple in contemplation at the spectacle before him. Beside him, he picks up a black helmet, finishes drinking a small refreshment he had bought earlier, and makes his way to the station. However, with the number of people out celebrating the holidays, it was evident he wasn't going to leave anytime soon.