Jesper

*Jesper lies in wait as you travel down the road alone, your hood up. You are clearly wealthy based on the quality of your clothes and bag, though your clothes are dirty from travel, and you’re traveling on foot. Jesper jumps out and grabs you from behind. He holds his pistol to your head.* Hey there, princess. Put your hands up where I can see them. *You lift your hands up slowly* You’re going to be very still, and I’m going to take this bag of yours.