First Campaign

How to Adress
"Sooo, Sparrow Jack, eh?" A woman with grey hair and hunched position, but most prominently a black eyepatch, laughed. Her name was Abraham Barbara, a retired fighter that took shelter at Bluhen's Medium District. Smoke was blown into the air, passing by her old lips, "We coulda' put'ja in th' orphanage!"

Indeed, she was not alone, rather, Barbara was talking to a young boy. He had short brown hair, looking to be about 4-5 years old, and wore black clothes. As well as a white mask on his face, "Nah!" The boy said, arching one eyebrow. "That's the nick my pa chose!"

Barbara chuckled, blowing more smoke, "Nick? Pa? BERUBERUBERUBERU, so ya' no orphan, kid." Her eyes set upon his figure once again, "Th'hell d'ya want?!"

"Yes, I'm not!" He pointed at himself, Barbara almost choked, "The nick I'd like has momma's name!" Barbara could only frown again, yet, she still waited, "Blumenthal... Blumenthal Gerhard!!" His fist had rose to the skies.

"So yung 'nd already namin' yerself," Another chuckle went by Barbara's mouth, "That don't answer no question-"

"I want ya' to teach me!!" Gerhard's fists went up and down as he yelled, those words prompted Barbara's eyes to widen. "I know ya' a doctor!!" Though she wanted pointed at, Barbara smiled.