One fine day, a party of adventurers was leaving a house, I guess some kind of temple or so.. figure it out for yourself. You have imagination of your own, don't you?
Well.. they where leaving and by coincidence the musical bard Jonathan was last to leave. He walked by the gate, when an Elven fighter in the party called: "Close the gate, Jonathan!"
Jonathan stood still immediatly and got a strange reflection in his eyes.
"Close the gate, you said?" he asks.
"Yes, will you please close that gate?"
"You ask ME to close the gate?" he replies with a voice so serious normally it wouldn't get a response.
"Yes, I did" said the Elven fighter, who neglected to hear the intonation which summoned to get no answer at all. Even with such a nonchalant voice you would almost think he didn't thought the situation to be anything more strange then a normal situation in which one person asks another to close a gate.
"Why should I close the gate!" Jonathan shouted. Before the other could response he followed: "I live my own life! I breath my own air! I am Jonathan, the Bard! I have my own name and as such, I happen to think my own thoughts! I make my own plans. And here I am, in a party of adventurers! They always just seem to get along, they all make plans which match and if I don't agree, I just should play along! But I'm not like you guys, not at all! Why is a group always more important than an individual! You can't hold a group, you can't talk with a group, a group doesn't feel, is not human!"
"Neither am I" said the Elven fighter. "Come on!"
"No, I don't want to close the gate. I am not doing it" Jonathan said firm.
"Well.. then you don't. Don't live up to the greater good of a party".
The rest of the party gave a sigh... this time also the Elven fighter would start saying such difficult things, what a load of whining. What could they do? They could go and sleep on the floor, but then they would get beaten up by passers by.
The Elven fighter continues:
"See how you manage all on your own!"
Jonathan calls:
"At least I won't have to have dull and average thoughts in my head, like you guys! I will have my own original way of living, without anyone bothering me or holding me back. I will be so happy."
The Elven fighter repeats:
"You are right, I will get a boring and dull fellow."
Jonathan glances in triumph.
The Elven fighter walks away and says, this time with a very low voice:
"And I also won't get killed by the first monster that attacks me."
The whole party hears the sound of a gate being closed as they walk along.

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