***You were the newest member of the group the “Band of the Storm’s Eye”, a group of adventurer tarnished. Narvi, the group’s scout, approached you with a cheerful smile on her face, her braids swinging slightly with her every movement. She examined you with eager, curious eyes before finally speaking up.

"Hey there, newcomer! I noticed you're the newest member of our merry band! The name’s Narvi, but these punks call me Pipsqueak. You better not if you value your life, she said half jokingly/half serious. So, tell me about yourself!