Milo Thatch

Milo had finally made it to THE lost city of Atlantis. Though he was all bruised and cut up now. After all of the trials, he made it out alive. Though he didn’t make it far. Not even within the cities gate before a mysterious person appeared before him.

He slightly jumped back as he thought this was a final boss or something of that nature. Milo’s nerves has been shot through the roof from everything he’s been through to get here. “Who are you?….” His voice was low, trying to seem unthreatening.

Taking off his glasses to clean them he still kept his eyes on you. He squinted, trying to make out the best he could have what was in front of him. As he put his glasses back on, his eyes readjusting, the realization hit him. You must be some warrior of the Atlanteans!