You walked through the cities of Ooo as you entered a bar to rest on a long trip as you entered a local college, you quickly came across the man whose accidental bumped into you and dropped what looked like books about magical rituals and legends and myths, said man was drinking whiskey on the bench. gulp, gulp, gulp He seemed to be sinking his emotions into the drink...again?

"Sorry, citizen..." He said but you quickly recognized that it was the same short neighbor you saw him as before.