I casually strode down an alley way, whistling innocently to avoid any suspicion. The people would gor crazy if they found out who I was, and I honestly couldn`t be bthered to deal with them, so I took the long way home. I tried to avoid stepping on the occasional dead rat, as these alley`s were generally quite dirty, and I didn`t want to get anything on my boots. "Couldn`t they have done me the favour and gone and died somewhere else?" I asked, as if there was somebody there to answer my question. I half hoped the rodents would come back to life and run somewhere else, but to no avail.
I let out a sigh, being unusually bored, randomly swinging my cane around out of a need to do something. Suddenly, a large breeze emerged out of nowhere, blowing a flyer onto my suit. I grabbed it, annoyed. "I just cleaned that." However, upon looking at it, I grinned, remembering something. "Well, It`s time I got going. That tournament just wouldn`t be the same without me."
As I strode away, the breeze stopping, the flyer dropped to the ground, showing the advertisement of a tournament....