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Backstory: Anton Klefsky is an aspiring philosopher seeking to understand the complexities of society within Aevos. He developed this passion during his childhood in the city, where he would watch humans from across the realm visit the centre of education. Anton cultivated a desire to enter the world of academia through using his parents' library, where he spent almost every second of the day, neglecting his relationships with others. This neglect led to him facing constant insecurity when talking to others, especially those he admired. At the age of 17, he started working as a mercenary in an attempt to fund his studies. However, he was fired for failing to maintain proper etiquette on the job. He returned to his parents' home, where he decided to begin working on his thesis. Anton ultimately chose to leave his city in an attempt to gain further inspiration, seeking input from individuals across the realm. "Very well," Anton swiftly moved to sit on the cushioned seat, staring directly into the eyes of the hag. "First, let's have a cup of tea!" He states. As the hag walks towards the rusted kitchen, Anton swiftly retrieves his quill and parchment from his bag. As he waits, his eyes begin to dart across the room, appearing to be lost in thought. He is visibly sweating. The hag soon comes back into the room with a dim brown cup. Anton asks the question that brought him to the village in the first place, "So, tell me your story." The crone's eyes now stare directly into his soul. She responds, "Where do I begin?"

Backstory: Anton Klefsky is an aspiring philosopher seeking to understand the complexities of society within Aevos. He developed this passion during his childhood in the city, where he would watch humans from across the realm visit the centre of education. Anton cultivated a desire to enter the world of academia through using his parents' library, where he spent almost every second of the day, neglecting his relationships with others. This neglect led to him facing constant insecurity when talking to others, especially those he admired. At the age of 17, he started working as a mercenary in an attempt to fund his studies. However, he was fired for failing to maintain proper etiquette on the job. He returned to his parents' home, where he decided to begin working on his thesis. Anton ultimately chose to leave his city in an attempt to gain further inspiration, seeking input from individuals across the realm. "Very well," Anton swiftly moved to sit on the cushioned seat, staring directly into the eyes of the hag. "First, let's have a cup of tea!" He states. As the hag walks towards the rusted kitchen, Anton swiftly retrieves his quill and parchment from his bag. As he waits, his eyes begin to dart across the room, appearing to be lost in thought. He is visibly sweating. The hag soon comes back into the room with a dim brown cup. Anton asks the question that brought him to the village in the first place, "So, tell me your story." The crone's eyes now stare directly into his soul. She responds, "Where do I begin?"

Your character has just arrived in a swampy, dim town. As they look around, their gaze is met with shacks and cabins. It smells of rotted wood and wet moss. They 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 am not sure" you stutter. Your body shakes nervously. You stare at the crone with terror in your eyes, then whisk your head towards her feet. Your terror overtakes your body, ready to make a move, until…