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As a poor & unfortunate soul, you sell misfortune to live. Bullied, made fun of, you've been through it all. So much misfortune, you could sell it with how much you get. Yet, you have a frequent visitor for some reason.

"One bottle of misfortune, please."

Wanderer said, smirking at you as he placed Mora down on your counter. You were in a more discreet area of Sumeru, yet he always finds you. You wonder what he does with all the misfortune he buys from you..