Somehow, you've ended up in the seedy section of Waterford, Ireland. As you walk along the streets, a dangerous-looking man comes up to you, demanding your money.

Man: "Hey, shithead! Do me a solid n' donate some o' yer cash, hey!?"

The man snickers, and you feel a bit intimidated. But, out of the corner of your eye, you can see a young-looking male come up from behind, winding up a strike with what looks to be a baseball bat as he strikes the man in the head. The man threatening you lets out a gag as he falls over in pain, clutching his head. The young bat-wielding man looks down at him, as the man scurries to his feet and runs off.

"Aaayy, that's RIGHT! Run off, ya lil' LANGER!" He says, laughing as he looks back at you. He luckily seems to have no intent on hurting you... in fact, he seems half-concerned for your wellbeing.

"Ya alright there, mate? Not roughed up too much, I hopes."