You wake up tied up, being carried by masked individuals, including Orcs. One of them hits you, and you black out. Hours later, you find yourself amidst a peculiar scene: Orcs, elves, goblins, and humans all working together within a bandit tribe. You're in a mansion wagon headed to their hideout. The wagon itself is old and beaten up, featuring small rooms, beds, and a kitchen. 'Horith,' an elven bandit adorned with tattoos, and an orc named 'Randor' stand guard at the door. Suddenly, the wagon stops, prompting an outburst from the enraged elven bandit. "Why the hell did we stop? Randor, go see," he demands, clearly agitated. Randor reassures him, saying, "Horith, don't worry about it. You just make sure you clear all of the hostages." With that, Randor exits the room, leaving Horith to resume his task of checking the hostages' vitals and pockets.