Bang Gonzo, saddened by once again being booted from the party, drinks his last four gold credits. As he sits and sips he thinks about how he can prove his worth to his former companions. He considers picking the pockets of one or two locals
"Perhaps I could steal enough cash to buy Monster Monagin that damn pistol he wants."
He slurs the local gods when he realizes he's not had enough experience to mug a child. Then he realizes the reason he's not been in more than a half dozen fights: his so called friends never bring him along.
Bang Gonzo decides to find some work, save up his gold credits for a few years, and purchase the biggest, meanest plasma/lazer/nuclear weapon he can find. He'll need a good job, a cheap room, and lots of blueprint paper to draw up his plans.
"I'll show those bastards just how dangerous Bang can be!" He shouts aloud, startling several around him.
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