There happen to be a mysterious figure standing in a white robe with a hood placed on his head his wrist had a brown wrap that looked as if something could been concealed and revealed fairly quickly he exposes that he had a dagger that is shining in gold he kept his composure as he watches around the crowd he really was unsure what may happen at this point he carried his great grandfathers name as well as majority of his ancestors name most known him those that did very well liked him and enjoy his company he entertained many but this was not the reason he was here he was placing himself in the shoes his father wanted him to wear and they fit fine especially after having the boy around the corner spit shine them up reaching into his right coat pocket grabbing out a gold Zippo with the indention 'The Farm' his left pocket for a finely rolled blunt he sparks the flame taking four puffs and passes it around the crowd with smiles

"My name.. Well it's Sofeleye, many have known this name for many of generations and more will come to an introduction towards me I am known around as a peace maker I try to keep everyone calm and collective I want to carry my fathers legacy and while my father layed on his death bed his last words were 'Make me proud son' so I come to do just that and anyone willing to get to know more about me come gather around the pow wow and we can get to know one another my ancestor worked on a farm his job was to plant, grow, trim, water, harvest, transport, and sell marijuana and he did a damn good job at it so I really hope to be just as great as he once was an those that enjoy smoking some pot or just enjoy a conversation of recognition step on up!!!"