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  1. Sir_Potate

    Sir_Potate

    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.” ((How do you respond?)) Hello mam, I would like to stand for this because I have no time, but I was told that you can help me in such times, my desert tribe is in grave danger due to a plague upon us and I must find something to ease their pain.
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    Sir_Potate

    From the day I was born, the life that I own and the life I wanted would always come with a price over my head. If I wasn't saved by my father - yours truly would have been executed by the age of 8. I really don't know where I was born, but all I know is that when I was 5, my family moved to the kingdom of Hanseti-Ruska, where I became a man. honestly, my father was my hero, he pulled together, basically fight, scratched, and clawed his way just to feed me and my mother. I wanted to do the best thing I can do to help my parents, so what I did was I sold my eyes to the dwarfs in the exchange for enough money to last a lifetime. but now I am just a wandering warrior, walking all around the continent, waiting to repay my parents from my eternal debt for taking care of me. all I want to see is a world full of kindness and love.
  3. Sir_Potate

    Sir_Potate

    From the day I was born, the life that I own and the life I wanted would always come with a price over my head. If I wasn't saved by my father - yours truly would have been executed by the age of 8. I really don't know where I was born, but all I know is that when I was 5, my family moved to the kingdom of Hanseti-Ruska, where I became a man. honestly, my father was my hero, he pulled together, basically fight, scratched, and clawed his way just to feed me and my mother. I wanted to do the best thing I can do to help my parents, so what I did was I sold my eyes to the dwarfs in the exchange for enough money to last a lifetime. but now I am just a wandering warrior, walking all around the continent, waiting to repay my parents from my eternal debt.
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