long purple hair, elf ears,purple/black clothing/earling
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.”
"Oh, I just, uh…" you stutter, tensing up. You eye the crone, then back outside the tent. For a moment, the air thickens with anticipation, until… i came from an elf viilage in the woods, but it got burnt down by humans, and now i came into town for surport and help, i dislike humans, shy, i perfer not to talk to anyone
my name is Visikai Dawn, nice to meet you

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