The other day I was walking around in Mesolar, just minding my own business, and this oddball comes galloping by. This isn't so weird I suppose, plenty of adventurers go galloping by. But this one was wearing a giant sombrero, a pink tutu and some ruby red slippers. So I think to myself, "that's fine, whatever floats his boat but when he was born the doctor must've turned around and slapped his mother. No one deserves a face like that." As if by magic he turns around and races towards me. Our conversation went something like this:
 

Me: "Hi, can I help you with something?"

Him: "I've said it before, and I'll say it again, No more fucking ABBA!"

Me: "Woah, okay, I was just humming Drama Queen and it wasn't even that loud!"

Him: "A minute ago this was the safest job in the world. Now it's turning into a bad day in Bosnia."

Me: "Uhm, because I hummed an ABBA tune? I think you're exaggerating a bit."

Him: "There are two kinds of people in the world, my friend: Those with a rope around the neck, and the people who have the job of doing the cutting."

Me: "Are you threatening me with a hanging because of ABBA?"

Him: "Only two kinds of men get shot: criminals and victims. "

Me: "You were talking about rope, not getting shot though."

Him: "You see, in this world there's two kinds of people, my friend: Those with loaded guns and those who dig."

Me: "You're kinda off your rocker, aren't you? I don't even see a gun anywhere here. But I guess I could get one."

Him: "You see, in this world there's two kinds of people, my friend: Those with loaded guns and those who dig.""No pistol, amigo! It won't do you any good. There are three of us!"

Me: "I thought you said there were two people in the world, and it's just the two of us here as well."

Him: "There are two kinds of spurs, my friend. Those that come in by the door; those that come in by the window. "

Me: "Spurs?! That's it, I'm gonna close my eyes and count to ten and when I open them again you should be riding off into the sunset."

Him: "What if they did? Just one year. What if everyone just stopped watching? "

Me: "Seriously? I'm not gonna close my eyes for a year, I said ten seconds!"

Him: "Don't blink. Blink and you're dead. They are fast. Faster than you can believe. Don't turn your back. Don't look away. And don't blink. Good Luck. Let the games begin!"

Me: "I'm not gonna play your games anymore though! I'll just keep an eye on you and blink anytime I want to!"

Him: "I told you not to look into the light."

Me: "No damn it, you told me not to blink... I picked a hell of a day to quit drinkin'. "

Him: "Louie, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship. "

Me: "My name isn't Louie. We're not friends. And I'm gonna go back to my manor where the only lunatics are the ones on my flist!"

My point here, ladies, gentlemen and anything in between, Aardwolf is one heckuva place and the next time you're passed by a galloping adventurer with a giant sombrero, a pink tutu and ruby red slippers, don't let him get away because the mental institution wants him back.