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SHAMELESSLY STEALING IDEAS FROM HEDGE
Fleischheim. It's a bustling medieval metropolis, possibly a port or trade city of some kind, surrounded by massive walls. In the center is a fortress, the home of the ruling authority of the land. It's an old-tech place, one where people who claim to have magic are believed, for they may or may not be telling the truth, alchemists yearn to transmute lead into gold, and guards in chain mail and knights in plate keep the peace.
Your characters are now in this place, as visitors or citizens. If they're not human, they are now. If they're superhuman, then they're merely the stuff of legends here, be it through skills or amazing physical prowess.
Go.
Your characters are now in this place, as visitors or citizens. If they're not human, they are now. If they're superhuman, then they're merely the stuff of legends here, be it through skills or amazing physical prowess.
Go.
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Only the telltale manner of how he walked suggested he once was within the knights, and fairly high ranked too. It would explain why various knights would stop in the middle of the road and kneel to him, much to his blushing concern and gentle chiding.
He had many friends, but had a love of his life as well. And his gentle music could be heard across the land as he traveled far and wide.