"Ah, today is such a wonderful day to get some blood on your hands, right, brother?"
Somewhere deep in the forests of Lukafune, a group of bandits were staring at a merchant caravan with sickening grins on their faces. Each one has experienced the joy of thief and murder a thousand times. Yet, regardless of how much they stole, how many people they killed, and how far their infamy had spread, they would always find dumb fools who thought they could cross this forest safely.
Luck.
Whenever they asked their victims why they would cross this forest when they knew the Icy Vein Bandits ruled this forest, they would always receive the same answer.
I thought I was different! I thought Lady Luck was on my side!
Followed by other lame excuses that tried to explain why these merchants, warriors, and common folks had to take the gamble. Honestly, for the leader of the Icy Vein Bandits he was beginning to get sick of it all!