Well, this is just my luck. I show up to this town, hoping to escape my dead end life and the shadow of my more popular brother. I even changed my name and dropped-a de' accent.
But it looks like I've managed to get myself into even more trouble. First of all, there's garbage everywhere and everything's too expensive. I must keep saying something wrong, because all the people here look at me funny. Plus, they're not even people, but talking animals. (And there's some walking reptile that keeps licking his lips at me - though I guess that's nothing new.)
And now the gates are locked shut and folks are voting to kill each other. Oh, woe is me! How could I get myself into so much trouble? I'm going to lock myself in my house and mope the night away...