The name's James. I live in a modest home, living off the land and support my community with my farm. Every so often though in our little town, a bright light shines from the castle in the distance which means a new Hero has been summoned or chosen by some higher power. Now for most people, this means it's a day of celebration, for me however, it's a day of preperation.Every time one of these goddamn new Heroes appears, they make a point to just run in my house, not even having the decency to knock, break all of my pots, and take as much food off my farm as they can carry (which when they come with a bag of holding, it's cruel I tell you!) and I am tired of it!Today was supposed to be another simple day, working the fields, enjoying the fruits of my labor, but then it happened, the bright light shot up from the castle, and I knew this would be the last time I will stand for this! I will not let some nobody from another world ruin my livelyhood! I will put my foot down and will stand my ground!Or that was the plan anyways...