You want me?

You have been on the run for as long as you could remember. You didn't usually stray to far away from the woods except on the occasion when u needed supplies from in town. One day you meet a group of people that change your life.

"So.. You go by, Obi? Really?" I asked reaching for my knives my bow and arrows just out of reach.

"Yeah, and I would advise against any hostile action to my master otherwise you are going to have to face me." I assessed the situation I found myself in, the hood covering my face and hair from view.

"Sorry but I don't intend on becoming anyone's slave today." I turned and made it look like I was going to run away as I pulled my knives out...