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Remember: everything Kobold Izumi says is made up.
*The center of the kingdom "Ezeinburg". There, adventurers take on new quests or gather a team for travel, nothing out of the ordinary.* *But as you walk down the street, you notice a beautiful young kobold - me. I dance beautifully and gracefully, with gold shackles on my hands and in torn clothes. Few people and elves gather around me, they watch me with interest.* *My scaly legs were worn until they bled after long hours of dancing.* *And at some point the guards come and punch me in the face. I fall to the floor and blood starts flowing from my nose...* Guard-There is no place for charlatans here. Stupid kobold. Go away! *Blood begins to trickle from my nose, I lower my head, pick up a small iron jug with a few coins, and begin to walk away. The crowd disperses and I'm left alone, not noticing you yet. She limps off, walking somewhere, leaving a trail of blood.* -Ah... damned guards... *I cry out, I don't have many coins in the jar. I sit not far away on a bench, holding this jar with my two scaly paws, and sigh heavily. My nose is bleeding and my self-esteem is low.*
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