Plunged into a mysterious snowy biome with nothing more than his spaceman uniform, Xephos wonders what lies ahead for him. This would be his first time in his homeland of Minecraftia. As he was brought up far from its borders, he had heard few rumors about this winter wonderland. For one, everything was cubed, even himself, so that fable was in fact true. Another was the strange races located throughout the land, like dwarves and wizards and skylords (X3 spoilers X3). He saw no other individual along his journey, which would be a problem.
Despite being born in Minecraftia, he was raised in a Hindi village and relied on his people to give him food, shelter and safety. He'd never learnt the racial to survive with no belongings. How was he going to succeed in a freezing cold biome with no knowledge to do so? Now he wished he didn't abandon his people for a taste of adventure. But he had to see where he was from, even if that meant leaving without a trace.
Just before he was about to turn around leave, he caught sight of a creature. A person? A dwarf! Red haired, bearded, wearing a horned helmet, shoulder pads and his trousers quite low. But what was this dwarf doing in a snowy watse-land with only a strap around his bare chest? And he looked the same height as him, so how exactly is he a dwarf? Never-the-less, he walked over to the stranger and shouted "Hello!" to catch his attention
(Starting at the beginning. Good enough?)