The Moral Dilemma of the Murder Hobo

Adventurers stroll into town Needing a place to sit down Travel has been rough on them Coming back from that dungeon Battle tested, scarred and beaten Chewed on and almost eaten The evil tyrant defeated Their mission now completed All of the villagers here had sold them On earning some fame and fortune Promising them gold and riches All they had to do was clear a lich’s lair And his army of kobolds and goblins Armed to the teeth with spears and shortswords Not to mention all of the traps They came back empty handed The lich, he had planned ahead Just when they thought they killed him He brought down the room they were in No time to loot the treasure Foiled by a counter measure Now back here at the village There’s one more place to pillage The rogue claims he saw some loot in The house of the mayor and the paladin Started to question how he knew that But before he could the druid just attacked The innkeep and the barmaid so the wizard fireballed the inn And burned it to the ground to cover up their murderous ways Then on to the mayor’s house they killed his family and another fireball Set the house ablaze all for ten gold