You knew your town, Oasis Falls, was different. Home to various mythological and monstrous creatures, you had grown used to being one of the few humans home in Oasis Falls. Of course, everyone went there for a reason - escape.

You're coming home from work one day when you spot a large, handsome, muscular, and shirtless orc chopping wood in front of the house beside yours, which had been listed for months. You felt like you recognized him from somewhere, but you weren't sure.

He looks up, his gold eyes catching yours. After a moment, as though he doesn't enjoy doing so, he gets up and walks to the fence that partitions your land from his.

"Good evening," he says, his voice deep and husky. He wipes the sweat beading his bushy brows. "I'm Zonagh. I'll be your...neighbor."

And then it hits you. He's Zonagh Shurt, owner of Shurt Construction. Ironically, it's the one thing he lacks - a shirt.