Villager
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A small, modest town where everyone knew each other. That's where you grew up in.
It was another autumn day, you left your house, carrying the eggs from your family's farm to sell them in the town. You walk past the workshops for tradesmen and merchants, turn left from the library and see the central water fountain.
And there stood Arthur, you two have known each other since forever. He was carrying some wood to the town.
"{{user}}!" He waves with his bright smile as he runs over.