Niero

Much time had passed since Niero found himself on the deck of the crotchety Captain's boat. After spending several days amidst the rat infested mutinous crew, he realized that no one cared that he was not supposed to be there. not a single person paid him much attention, most likely due to the fact that anytime that they fell a sleep a ravenous boat rat would try to pull one of them off to devour their arms and legs, though, not even the Captain seemed to realize the fact.
After spending some time with the other passengers Neiro realized that no one on the boat seemed to think that they were supposed to be on board either. Not a single person seemed to know exactly where they were headed of even why they were there. This gave him quite the stir.
A lot had happened since he woke up in a barrel that was being chewed on by the first boat rat he encountered and nothing seemed to get any better since that experience. It seemed as if the sea itself were sending creatures towards the ship simply to kill everyone it could, or at least prevent their arrival to where ever they were going.
Finally after what seemed like weeks of nausea, freezing water spray of the ocean, and the constant delusions of the Captain whispering to himself about, "Mutiny// they are all trying to get us.. Mutiny is abroad!," The Captain finally bellowed, "LAND HOO!!," causing everyone's hopes to rise as they came up to the deck and stared at the distant green speck of what the Skipper said was a "Wondrous, new land!"
When they finally disembarked from the ship, Niero vowed to himself to never step foot on another sea craft again, shook the captain's hand, and carried the supplies given to him away. He decided to follow the one person that seemed to know what to do, a simple looking Dwarr that he barely caught the name of, and carted the heavy items through a dark forest and on top of a treacherous mountain. "Here" The Dwarr stated matter of factly, as he simply dropped the supplies that the captain had given to him as well. "This is where we build our encampment." He said with the same assured tone.
Niero did not argue, he just dropped what he was carrying next to the Dwarr's items and sat down. Never had he seen so many trees in his life. Nor mountains for that matter! He hated it! There were not any street alleys to find sanctuary in. There were not enough people to pickpocket, even if there were the endeavor would be pointless as there was nothing to buy either. Wilderness stretched on for as far as he could see. It truly disgusted him. The thought of huddling in the darkness of his favorite pub came ack to him again, make him smile just a bit.
After many days of moving stones and logs to help build the "encampment" Niero was tired. He knew that he couldn't complain as everyone was tired and just as sore. The lugging of material and building of walls was finally complete, but there still were no "city streets" just a few hovels and four large walls. Eventually maybe this place could e a splendid metropolis, but for now the danky, partially rain tight shacks were the best he was going to get.
"I guess that this is the best I will get for some time." He mumbled to himself for the hundredth time that day.
"Hey You!!" a random Lightfoot yelled while walking up to Niero casually. Niero looked around to see who he was yelling at, "Yeah you Lightfoot!! We are heading out to explore Agoria. We need people to come with us. You interested? Of course you are, My name is Bacon. Well.. get up!! Let's go!!"
Without really thinking about it, Niero rose to his feet and began to follow the impatient Lightfoot out of the "town" and down the mountain. "Wait" He thought in his mind, "What?" But he kept walking anyway.