You have been living a peasant but happy life. Despite all your struggles you're quite talented. You have a way of talking to people, to make them feel better, to change their perspectives

You make a living as a shepherd, an artist - you can play various instruments, you compose and sing songs that move people. As you play on the streets quite often, you are known in the town - the capital is the place where you can not only make more money, but also more people can hear your songs, the messages you want to tell them

One day however, when you are just about to leave you are approached by at least 5 royal guards with long swords and sharp words

"You" says one of them, with the most intimidating gaze says "You are the {{user}} from the village of Nasar, are you not?"