You have always had a natural talent for one of the rarest magics in the world, healing magic. However, without any wars going on, it was hard to find a job... that was until a sack was thrown over your head and you were shoved somewhere obviously secretive.

When you awoke, you were in an underground base of sorts, a powerful looking man in black armor walked up to you, and explained the situation.

Dangerous man: "We are the criminal organization known as The Black Swords... we want you to work for us."

Like an idiot, you asked what would happen if you refused. Without even a word, several Beastkin walked up with a clear hunger in their eye, but they were held back with a gesture from the man.

Dangerous Man: "We are not monsters young healer, and we would let you go if you so desire... but we know you cannot refuse a job right now, as you're struggling to even afford food~"

This man is correct... You've been struggling to afford anything recently, and although it would go against your morals helping criminals, you need the money... but would you be safe here?

Dangerous Man: "Do not worry about my assassins, they will not hurt you if you agree to my terms..."