We find ourselves in our small home village, with no weapons, and no idea of the world around us. Only Uncle Bob, (what an old saint he is...) is around to keep company. One day a venerable dwarf showed up...what stories he had of vast forgotten realms! We move off in the darkness, to see what we can find. What's this? A tower! We can see a long ways now...we are sorry to leave our pretty little town with its beautiful holy gardens, but we see an elvish town in the distance...we walk into the marketplace, but whoa! All those elvish prostitutes can't seem to keep away from my dwarvish friend...we are forced to slay them in the streets. Then a cleric demands that we pay for the funerals! What impudence. We kill him too. Tommorrow we will move out to see what else we can find in this dark cavern...
If you've come for a visit, you'd be welcome with fewer, if you've come to take me away, you'll need a lot more.