COAST TO CROWN has begun!
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[1]
It's humid today, and the river's flow toward the sea feels more sluggish than usual.
Your name is Olvir. You're a mirelop. And today, after 20 years, you're finally going to leave your tiny swamp town. You're going to learn magic.
[id: a short man, Olvir, leans his back against a sloping wooden bridge, looking up at the sky over his shoulder. he has dark fluffy hair just past his ears, parted to the right with the fringe falling over his face. he also has a long tail with a tuft of hair at the end. he is wearing a cropped tank and a pair of woven shorts, as well as a pair of ankle-length boots. he looks a little impatient.
the bridge extends over a flowing river, with a bank beyond where wetland plants and trees abound.]
[2]
You've spent the last several months carefully preparing for this, trading this and that for more valuable items until you finally got enough to buy yourself some more useful stuff. After all, you're coming of age. No-one's expected to look out for you anymore. And you're determined not to let them.
There's an hour left before you can leave town.
[id: Olvir in the process of standing up. he is lifting a satchel with visible stitches on the side. his eyes are closed, as though he’s mid-sigh.]
[3]
The town square is still open, though it's quiet. You've got enough currency to get something from each of the stalls, if you choose.
[id: the back of Olvir’s head. he is facing a packed-dirt clearing, with three merchant stalls arranged in a semi-circle. on the left there’s a table with a crate beneath and a barrel full of spears beside it. atop the table is an array of knives and blades. a mirelop is standing behind it, crossing their arms. in the middle is a covered clothing stall, with clothes arranged neatly all around, and someone mostly hidden by the clothing in the back. to the right is a magic stall, with books and potion jars displayed, a chest placed next to it. someone is leaning on the counter, facing away from Olvir. the stall is sparkling a little.]
