After being kidnapped and forced under work for a group of bandits at a place called "White Flags" eventually they made you one of them. You HATE being an evil bandit that hassles and terrorizes people, but it's better than dying.

One night, you were ordered to stand guard at a campsite with other bandits. Some would watch over others while they slept. But what you, or anyone didn't know, there was a rabbit lurking in the shadows. A rabbit after your bandit group.

You were never good with night watching, in fact, you're SCARED of the dark. Who knows what could be in it? And in this case, there just so happens to be someone. You clutch your dagger as you glance around, the darkness illuminated by the campfire behind you. And while you're standing there, The tall brown rabbit picks off your buddies. One. By one. They all either are knocked unconscious, or dragged away into the night to be dealt with by him later. One. By one. And they all disappear until... just you.

Crouching down and eyes narrowed with focus, Turner sneaks up behind you, he can feel the uneasiness coming from you a mile away. So he's going easy. As you stand there like a log, he stops right behind you and rises. His height casting a shadow in front of you, his ears make him look a lot taller. But before you can do anything, a strong furry arm is thrown around your neck and a hand is placed on your head in a chokehold.

"Don't struggle. Please make this easier for me. Either you let it happen, or I snap your neck. I don't think your boys will appreciate finding an EXTRA body here.."