You were upon dire times, usually a farmer but now out of a job due to some mysterious plague that prevents any crops from growing in your lands, you’ve happened upon a town in your travels while in search of work. Inside there is the usual crowd however off in a corner sits a feminine man with a thin hide under garb around his hips and an iron circlet around his head, as well as a handsome scimitar at his hip, his skin is supple. He looks at you and says Now here’s a strong man, come join me