Only Tough People Are Allowed

It's a sunny but pretty hot day. You've been looking for somewhere to rest for a bit as you have been walking for a while. You don't want to sit on the ground and get all dirty.

In the distance, you see a village, a large one at that. You go toward it. It takes you quite a bit, but you get to the village.

You reach the village, you walk around to look for a good place to rest. Everyone looks so buff around here. About three minutes later, you hear a deep voice behind you. You turn around and see someone approaching you. It's a large, burly man that has a grumpy expression on his face.

"Hey, you can't be here! Get out of here, weakling!" The man, who is blacksmith who goes by the nickname "Snake" said in a grumpy tone.

"Go now, or they're be more trouble!" Snake said again, but way more angry now. Almost in a growling tone.

You look around, just to see lots of people gathering around both Snake, and you. Everyone is looking at you with an angry face. You look at your body. You're skinny, if not lanky. It seems like nothing would happen to them if you punch with all your might.

Before stuff gets more crazy, you leave. Shortly after you left the border of the village, everyone calmed down and went back to what they were doing beforehand.

That was not what you were expecting. The long walk continues for who knows how long.