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  1. if you're not careful the capitalists will turn you into a mass marketable plushy, they've already done it to me

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    BrayXKun

    ((Share your character’s backstory! Please ensure it’s at least six sentences, written in third person, and references to the server lore, including a current realm in our map.)) Brayden was born to a small family of three residing within a small village north of Rittersburg. Having been born to a farming family his early years were spent with his mother in the house while his older brother helped their father tend to the fields. At the age of two, his mother passed during childbirth with what would have been the first daughter the family would have seen leaving both Brayden and his brother in the care of their father. At the age of five Brayden would start to help on the farm and take on more responsibilities as he grew older. During his early teens the village was threatened and shortly destroyed by a band of bandits, at the conclusion of the destruction Brayden and his brother were left alone as their father had been murdered in an attempt to protect their fields from burning. For the next few years of his life Brayden traveled with his elder sibling before being left alone after his brother was stabbed in an alleyway mugging just before Brayden's 18th birthday. Brayden returns to Rittersburg in search of a purpose or a place to settle and start a life of his own.
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    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?)) "I was sent on a mission by an employer a few towns north," Brayden would cautiously take a seat readying himself to strike at the least provocation, "I was told there would be a contact who could lead me to the infected graveyard. Was also told you'd know that I don't share my history with strangers,"
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