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.”
"My tale is one woven with shadows and the depths of knowledge itself. From my earliest memories, I knew that I was different, that there was an intricate dance of understanding and exploration that demanded to be undertaken.
Born into a clan of dark elves renowned for their pursuit of wisdom, my journey began amidst whispers of ancient wisdom and the scent of well-worn scrolls. The allure of uncovering secrets consumed me, driving me to learn and unravel the mysteries of our world and beyond.
As a child, I spent countless hours poring over ancient texts, their pages filled with the lore of forgotten civilizations and obscured truths. My kin watched with a mixture of admiration and concern as I delved deeper into the shadows of knowledge, unearthing insights and perspectives that were pondered only in the depths of our realm.
Yet, the truth remains known only to the universe and I want it"
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