You’ve just stepped off of the boat in the port of a massive and fortified city. Before you lies a sprawling bazaar, with numerous shops, stalls, and seated traders selling wares to folk of all walks of life. Just as you’re about to continue walking onwards, into the market, you’re approached by a well-dressed gentleman who looks upon you with a big smile. “Welcome!” He began. “What brings you to this lovely city? Adventure? Wealth? Or some grand aspirations to elevate your place in society?”
How do you respond?
Izalith jumps, surprised she hadn’t been paying attention to the goings on in the dock, rather she was quit fixated on a seagull flying overhead. She turns and with a curious look points to herself as if to say ‘Me?’. The gentleman's smile drops for a second before coming back full force “Why yes you!” He cried. “What brings you to this city?”. Izalith pauses a second before replying, “ Well food for one thing” she says feeling rather peckish from the long journey, “ And then .. work and adventure I think” she says finally though mind more occupied with the notion of food than anything else.
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