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Your experienced hands dance across your instrument as you coax a sweet melody from it.
You are a wandering troubadour, someone who knows how to play words like instruments. Your early successes have encouraged you, and the tales of your fellow musicians have given you a taste for travel. Going from place to place, living off your music, you seek out stories and tales that can enrich your repertoire now and later your fortune. Who knows, perhaps you will meet heroes, or even become one yourself?
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After all, you know how to defend yourself with your short sword, and you have developed a small magical power that can get you out of a tight spot. But it is true that you are better suited to becoming a diplomatic hero than a warrior, if such a hero is ever sung about… At this, a poem comes to your mind.
Lulled by the gentle rocking of the carriage and the wild scents of the dense forest slowly encroaching on the path, your new composition absorbs you, and time flies by.
Dream and compose until you reach 1.