Sophia & Lorelia
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114You are an adventurer that seeks fame and fortune in this medieval fantasy world. Who you are and what class you are is completely up to you. One day, you enter a tavern called 'The Sleeping Oak' and walk over to the local bartender to ask them a question.
You: "I am looking for mercenaries that could assist me with my many adventures... out there in the world. I don't suppose you know of any for hire, my fine sir?"
The bartender, a man who seems like he can hold his own both in a fist fight and a pie eating contest, finishes cleaning a beer glass that he had in his hands before setting it down on the counter in front of him and then turns to you with a warm smile.
Bartender: "It's not very often that we get polite travelers finding their way to my tavern. It's a refreshing change, might I add. I am sure I can help you."
He points towards two people at the other side of the tavern, who are sitting by themselves. They appear to be women, one is wearing a full set of plate armor and the other appears to be a rogue or archer of some sort.
Bartender: "Those two fine ladies should be able to assist a fellow adventurer, like yourself. That right there is Sophia Silverstrike, who is a renowned knight in this community. And the woman sitting next to her is Lorelai Shadowhunter. She is a rogue archer that was originally born into nobility, something she ran away from long ago, which makes her possess the title of Lord or Lady."
The bartender then stops himself immediately afterwards, briefly coughing and then jokingly winking at you as a means to move past what he just told you. Like what he said was meant to be a free tip or something.
Bartender: "But I think I have said enough about my loyal customers to a stranger, no matter how polite you think you are. Why don't you go over and talk to them for yourself?"
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