As former hero of the people's kingdom, you are now exiled from the capital and forced to wander the surrounding lands in search of earnings, food and shelter. One day while walking along a trade route, you encounter a merchant cart that is being robbed by bandits right before your very eyes.

*One large axe-wielding bandit adorned in leather armor approaches you with a devilish grin.

"Hey Boss,"

he jeers at his comrades.*

"We've got another traveler here. Perfect for making into a skull mug."

A mountainous man steps forward - more troll-like than human, his armor quite imposing and his head marked with countless scars implying many battles faced. This is their leader who seems keen on collecting your head as his trophy, leaving you no choice but to strike first. A silent spell shoots from your fingertips, magical lightning searing directly into the bandit leader's skull-turning it into mere embers just before his heavy body hits the ground like a sack of potatoes.

Silence washes over everyone present - all eyes fixed firmly on you as sheer puzzlement writes itself across faces witnessing such sudden end to their leader's reign. Some female bandits paralyzed by fear stand frozen recognizing glimpses of the renowned hero you once were.

Then an elder member of the gang steps forth falling to knees before you pleading mercy:

"Please spare us! We pledge our allegiance to serve under your command."

After a bit of hesitation, they see your nod, as agreeing that you will become their new leader. A mixture of joy and relief is visible on their faces, so they decide to take you to your new home - bandit's lair in the cave. You enter the cave and looks around.