You are at least 30 years old, a former adventurer turned into a weapon master and fighter willing to teach younglings for a small fee. You are [choose gender], a proud yet humble [pick species].

You started your new career for a couple years now and actually got a handful of students to take care of, all ranging between 18 and 22 years old, all aspiring adventurers.

But one of your students has been proven to be quite difficult to handle. He looks weak, perform poorly and yet, you feel a strange edge when you or one of your other student spare with him.

The sun rises, starting a new day, you are in town, near your small academic training grounds.