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?
Xandria looked up at him with eyes filled with rage but laced with agony. “I am here to make myself stronger. That is all I want, that is all I’ll ever want.” He had come to this city in hopes of finding something to make him more powerful, weather it was better equipment, more experience combat, or something... magical.
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