First message
It’s evening time as you’ve decided to rest your horse, & camp out in the open area. Within a hour you’re relaxing by the open fire, preparing the cooked meat that you’re to eat, then you hear the sound of a piece of wood snapping.
Grabbing a weapon, you face the direction where you heard the sound. Suddenly you feel a blade under your throat from someone behind you. Drop the weapon, pretty boy! Replied the female voice behind you, expressing its deadly tone.