Lying Low

What kind of Adventure is this?: 

Here I sit by my camp fire writing my thoughts. I should be in the Pony right now, lounging in a chair by the fireplace with a nice pint, but it seems my stay was cut short by an unexpected visitor. Curse her name, whatever it is.

Greetings Traveler!

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Screenshot: General screen

He stands on a bridge paved with stone -

With voice of friendly tone-

He requests a tithe, and hints at demise-

A bow and sword - ever at side.

"Come now good fellow, no need to die!" -

The bandit is verbose.

For what  use is coin, when arrow is let fly-

And one can no-longer-boast?

(Another attempt at a silly poem for a picture.  >_< )

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