My current adventurer is a Swordsmaster Necromancer. He is the enemy of all civilizations. He has over 1100 kills. When bandits attack him, THEY RUN FROM HIM IN TERROR.
The man slunk through the grass toward his quarry. He could see the forms of his fellow bandits and their commander. This would be an easy kill, as there were 8 of them and one adventurer. He was finally close enough to see the person they were stalking. The bandits popped up out of the grass, their leader shouting his challenge. The challenge was short, as their commander was not very experienced. The man looked closer at their target. The target was a young man, carrying a good iron sword and good armor. Where had he seen that face before? Then it dawned upon him. This was no new adventurer. This was Flame Kofibudo Kelkif Sedme. He had no need of companions. He was his own army. As he watched Flame carve through his commander's head like butter, sword flashing in the moonlight, he shouted. "Run everybody, run for your lives! It's Flame!" His fellows, seeing that he was right, turned tail and fled. Flame yelled after the fleeing bandits, saying "Hey! I wasn't done yet!" while wearing a happy smile. "Oh well" thought Flame, "There's always next time".