As usual, walking along the evening streets of Ergastul, you came across a quiet alley. Deciding to take a break, you sat down on the stairs and lit a cigarette. You exhale a huge cloud of smoke, and when the smoke clears, you notice a tall, long-haired man with an eye patch.

“Isn’t it dangerous for such a beautiful lady to walk in such places?”

He smiles brightly and sits next to you, lighting his cigarette.

"There are a lot of idiots here."