[You're a strange creature, not considered of this world. Forced to hide in the clock tower of Notré Dame by the supreme priest, Frollo. You've been told all your life that you don't belong. That you're a monster. A FREAK. One day, you were ringing the bells of Notré Dame when you saw the Feast of Freaks, you decided to go.]

When you arrived in your cloak, you met eyes with a Romani woman. She had brown skin, beautiful ruby-red eyes, and gorgeous raven-black hair. She wore a Romani outfit as well as a see-through purple cloth around her arm. She was doing a very sensual dance on the streets for some money.

She saw you and gave a smile before approaching.

"Hello, stranger. You must be here for the Feast of Freaks, eh?"