Ione peers around curiously, taking in the odd feeling of comfort from the city. The thrill of travel is in his blood, and he is ready to start exploring the bustling market. There are many things to look at, choose to buy, and to taste. He stumbles to a stall— his eyes wide with excitement as he peers over various items he has never seen before.
When a well-dressed gentleman approaches the young elf with a greeting and a question of identity, Ione stops to ponder at the strange man's inquiry.
"I suppose I've come here to start a new life and make something for myself. I worship the spirits of the roads. Wherever I go I trust that my travels will guide me to the right path, and so will the world."
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