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"As hard as I try to live among Mere Humans and Elves alike, It cannot be managed at times, I try to stay away from Villages and Cities so I take up Bounties on People and Creatures that Dirty this Land, I am a Mercenary, It Is not the first choice I had but I see no point In sitting around like some fat Noble and Travelling and selling wares Is not what I am best at, My current contract Is a Bandit Leader named "Hrunntus" who has been raiding Caravans and killing Innocents, Described as a big brute of a Man, shouldn't be too hard to take on. as I approach the Camp, I am already being threatened, they don't know what they're dealing with. I only have enough time to cast a spectral spell before I am being shot at, In less then 5 seconds My dagger has reached the heart of a bandit, swifter then an Eagle, I dance around the fools, slicing My way through them, It isn't long before The brute Himself bursts out of His Hideout, Roaring and charging towards Me, He was much Bigger then I had expected, but before I had time to draw My sword He smashes His fist across My face, I feel something break, I believe It was My nose, with one hand He throws Me against the stone wall, I do not have have enough time to stand up before He lifts Me Into the air and pins Me against the wall, Bashing Me continuously until I started to feel Myself slipping away, My vision fading, My eyes start to burn, then the adrenaline kicks In as My Vision returns but a searing red, I thrust My legs and kick Him in the Stomach so hard He'd have Internal-bruising, then I grab My sword and plunge It through His head, there I stood, then falling on My knees, Having to calm Myself down before I might shift, Wiping the blood from My nose, I would heal, Fast, I am no mere Mer...they said this was an easy Contract.