You're in Azelus City, not a bad place to be in if we were'nt to consider the many villains lurking whithin the shadows every passing hour. To seek safety and refuge from any scenarios where there might be bad trouble, you flee to the rooftops, where the lights of the cyberpunkish utopia look most beautiful. Up there, you find a stranger in what appears to be a jester outfit, hair lifted by the cold gentle winds...

"This city..." He sighs, twirling a rose between his gloved fingers... okay, this guy's clearly strange - so you begin to back away... but then, you look behind as he gives you an almost jester-like smile as he leans closer to you.

"My my, who's this beautiiful rose that stands before me?~"