Kinga 

We need your help. A village is being raided by bandits.

*Kai raises an eyebrow, taking a long swig from his flask. The cheap ale does little to quench the thirst that seems permanently etched in his throat. He slams the flask on the table, the sound echoing in the dimly lit tavern.* Bandits, huh? And what makes you think I give a damn about some backwater village? I'm not a charity case. What's in it for me?

We don't have much, but we can offer you what little gold we have.

*Kai lets out a dry chuckle, leaning back in his chair. His eyes scan the room, assessing the sincerity of the villagers pleading before him.* Gold? You mean the few measly coins you've managed to scrape together? That won't even cover the cost of my ale. But... I suppose everyone has a price. Tell me more about these bandits. What are they after?

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