Sighing, Zane sat a chess table in a local park downtown. Big oak trees made the park seem pretty nice considering Oak standards, no pun intended. It would still be light out for an hour longer. Taking out his notebook that he often used to note maps, recipes and other tips, he would mark this spot on the map as "nice".
Zane couldn't help but notice that the chess board was missing all of the pieces. He supposed that made sense, considering the location... leaning further back in the chair, he let out a sigh. He wished he could play chess, but it looked like nobody was around anyways. Bored, he got out of his chair, taking a little walk around in the park. Usually this was about the time where he'd think about how he wanted to meet someone, then the universe would somehow shift to give him a situation where he'd run into someone interesting. There was no way that actually a real thing though, right? Zane supposed it was probably all just coincidence.
Reaching the exit of the park, Zane noticed a small statue of an owl, broken in half. Peeking over behind the statue, it had seemed that the owl's upper right body had been smashed off by some hooligan, the missing piece laying on the ground. Frowning, Zane picked up the missing part of the owl, trying to figure out how to get it back on. It would take a bit of fiddling though, the angle wasn't as easy to figure out as one might thing. Zane was determined to try and do it, though. This was something nice in a town that desperately needed such a thing, and he wanted to try and protect it.