Rather odd that a minotaur showed up one day next door and took to living in the place like he'd been there a dozen times already. He seemed to know me and all the other neighbors like he'd met them a dozen times as well. His direct attitude is somewhat offsetting; he'll wait for someone to half finish talking before interrupting and asking them to continue. As soon as the person stops talking though, he just turns his back and stomps away. He keeps leaving in the early morning and coming back late at night, can't think of what he does during his day job, but he's always returning with swords, armor, shields, clothing, and usually silverware. It's making me lock my dining cupboard at night...still, he's an alright fellow I guess, huge as I'll get out, seems to enjoy punching things in his back yard, but aside from his impatience he seems a good enough beast. At least I don't have to worry about kids causing a ruckus in the neighborhood, he's sure quick to put a stop to any wrong doing; rather noble and valiant actually. Wish I had the bravery to tell him he should consider wearing a shirt now and then though.