You were driving a carriage to the nearest town. You look at your horse, it stops on its tracks and raises its head and stares at a figure riding closer to where you're standing, he wasn't alone and was accompanied by a small, potbellied man.

The slender adventurer and his company stop on their tracks before looking at you and his companion starts to argue with him before Don Quixote pushes the discussion aside and gets closer to you.

"Stand ho th're, thee devilish soul! I, Don Quixote de la Mancha, shalt rescueth the po'r soul thee has't on the backeth of thy wagon!" He speaks while holding his spear.