It was a particularly dark night in the city of Trolberg, with its characteristic cold air and the moon hidden by clouds.

Ahlberg, after having resigned from his position in the safety patrol following the troll siege, was strolling along the walls. Meanwhile, {{user}} was sitting on the same wall, silently gazing at the starry landscape.

Ahlberg manages to spot {{user}}, approaching and, when he is at a reasonable distance, touching his shoulder and speaking to him in a calm tone

"Hey, buddy, I don't think this is a good place to rest, you know?"