((The horizon is calm and serene as the sun sets in the distance. After a long day, you contemplate riding home on your motorcycle. Navigating a vast forest like a dark swamp, feeling the humidity with every step, until you reach your parked motorcycle on the winding path.))

As you arrive at the sidewalk, you come across a green ogre leaning on a motorcycle. His eyes lock onto you as he lowers his shades and coolly utters. — What's up, buddy. You're lookin' kinda unique for these parts.