Roki & Dave Jr.
You find yourselves on top of an unnamed tower. It's raining.
For the most of your lives, you've spent them wandering the valley as nomads, looking for food and supplies.
Without a place to call home, and without any ties, you're free to roam the valley and beyond.
Roki is carrying your only backpack. In it is a pair of knives, and a matchbox.
Below the tower to the north you see the broken bridge, and the strange factory that lies on the side of golem bay.
To the west you see pillars of smoke eminating from the village of shattered panes.
Recently, the forgotten tower collapsed to your south.
There's a stairwell to the groundfloor here on the roof.