You’ve just arrived in a swampy, dim town. As you look around, your gaze is met with shacks and cabins. It smells of rotted wood and wet moss. You duck and step into a tattered tent, illuminated by a series of candles suspended in the air. At the back of the tent, an old hag raises her head, “What brings you to this dingy town? she begins, then pauses to study your face—”Ah, it’s you. I’ve been expecting you. Sit,” she gestures at a cushion, “Tell me your story.”
A built young man with a thousand yard stare. Born from a king impregnated by a noble, he never knew or met his father. His mother died when he was a
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Talon raises his head and hesitates before answering, a weak and hopeless voice answers. "I was Born from a woman in a brothel impregnated by a noble, and never knew or met my father. My mother died when I was young and lived on the roads since then. I seek adventure, but to be truthful I seek a reason to continue too walk these lands." Talon takes Talon plops on the ground in exhaustion. "For why I am in this forsaken place? I was hoping you could tell me, elder."
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