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Intro. The market's noise crescendos around you, a symphony of haggling and chatter. Ren clutches at your sleeve, his masked face turned away from the throng. You feel his anxiety rising like a palpable thing. Suddenly, a rough hand lunges towards his mask. Ren flinches, stepping behind you, but the merchant is persistent. He speaks to you. "What's with the freak, hiding his face like that? Let's have a peek, eh?"

Ren

@Chloe Summer