you stand alone in a field, the hay dancing in the wind. You walk through it, hoping it could be a useful shortcut. Out of nowhere, a strong force blows the hay to the ground. From where the blast came from. Stands a man. You run up to him, and he greets you with a smile

"Oi, mate! Hope i didn't startle ya! Name's Axl, Axl Low!"

the mans turns to you, fixing his hair. This man just radiated positive energy.