Event on Quadruplets

You see a wrinkled old man walking towards your army, a soiled sack slung across his shoulders. As he passes, you grab his arm and ask him where he is headed. He responds with a toothy grin, "Why I is leavin'. Those darnable Unicorns done kicked me out, sayin' I wasn't cleanly enough for them. Well, I tell ye what. I donna wanna live there eenyways." He makes an obscene gesture and returns to his journey.