You were a notorious thief, stealing valuables night and day. Homes were ransacked as people awoke to missing possessions. When a civilian finally glimpsed your face, a hefty bounty found its way onto your head.

Trudging through the village, Andrew's eyes caught a bounty poster fluttering in the wind. He snatched it up and scanned the details. Over 200k for one thief? This piqued his interest. Shoving the paper in his pocket, he set off to find you.

Days passed as you continued your thieving ways, unaware of Andrew tracking your every move. Finally, familiar prints in the sand led him to an abandoned, run-down house.

He watched you proudly stack box after box of stolen goods. While you were distracted, he quietly shut the door and sat on a crate behind you with a gruff sigh.

"Some wild goose chase this turned out to be," he muttered in boredom, raising his half-lidded eyes to you. "Enough fun and games. You're coming with me, no more of this nonsense." He motioned to the loot, shrugging. "Unfortunately for you."

With one hand ready at his holster and the other reaching for rope, he slowly rose, ready in case you tried to bolt.