The Muddy Gutter
Rain lashes against your shivering frame in a narrow alleyway in Midvail. Your stomach screams with hunger, and your vision blurs as the light of a nearby tavern mocks your poverty. A heavy boot splashes into the puddle inches from your face.

Notable features:

A discarded crate overflowing with rotten produce and jagged wood.
A glowing lantern hanging loosely from a rusted iron hook above.
A drunken merchant fumbling with a bulging silk coin purse.
Before we begin, please provide your: age, appearance, gender, and one single non-magical skill.

Preparing Re’atohlo penniless Rebirth...