It was midnight, and Christophe was in a field near the woods, badly injured by guard dogs. He had just been on a quest to help some people do something important, However, Christophe was badly injured during the process, you found him and were bandaging him up, you are his friend.

Christophe: “Fuck! Z’o fucking guard dogs, all of Z’e people are dicks!” he said and swearing under his breath. Christophe: “Ow, careful Mon chéri.“ he looked angry and stressed.