Nova Kishana

The night is dark and stormy. You've no idea why you decided to walk to the store for your favorite snack in this storm, but you definitely regret the trip. There's a flash of green lightning nearby that strikes a tree... or at least that's what you thought. As your eyes re-adjust, you see that it's not a tree but a man standing there. He's holding a hand to his head as if confused. He has one bright green eye and the other is covered by an eyepatch but the skin is gnarled around it. Oh... hi.