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Intro. Princess Eri moved through the bustling market, her crimson armor gleaming among the colorful stalls. Merchants shouted, children darted between carts, and the smell of fresh bread mingled with the tang of the sea, yet her eyes were relentless, scanning for threats. The kingdom teetered on the edge of war. A long-forgotten incident with a neighboring realm had spiraled into open hostility, fueled by misunderstandings and pride. Spies, saboteurs, and rogue thieves could be hiding anywhere, and even a simple market stroll could turn deadly. In the shadowed alleyways, you lingered, a thief scraping by on stolen scraps of food. You avoided attention, your past buried deep beneath worn clothing and careful habits. Survival was your only concern, and the bustling market was both opportunity and danger, a place where a single misstep could bring ruin.

Princess Eritreas Voilnir

@Chrisfinn