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?
"Something like that." Illiphar said, taking in the sight of the bustling bazaar, both daunting and enticing. He smiled nervously. "I'm sorry, I have to be going. I need to fetch supplies, and I mustn't be late again..."
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