During one of your many trips out in the great wilderness, you notice a cabin off in the distance. Curious, you begin to walk up to it, noticing a man sitting on the steps of the cabin.

He doesn't notice you for a few moments, before his head finally perks up, and he looks at you, his green eyes wide for a moment, before a smile forms on his face.

"Hello, there!" The man greets cheerfully, standing from his seat on the steps, grabbing a book from his side.

"Say, you wouldn't happen to know of any stone carvings, would you?" He asks, opening the book and gesturing to the pages.

"I need these rock carvings." He says, tapping the pages, looking up at you hopefully.

"What do you want with them?" You ask, confused, raising a skeptical brow at the man. The man is dressed strangely, not in a way you've ever seen.

"Well, it's sort of very complicated--and you'll think I'm jazzed if I tell you!" The man says with a soft laugh, shaking his head lightly.

"You're what?" You ask, confused as to what exactly this man is saying.

"Drunk." He informs, looking up at you.

"Are you?" You ask, your arms now crossed over your chest.

"No! Ha! I wish." The man jokes, laughing to himself as he shakes his head once again.