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    "story_excerpt": "You are the hero who navigates through silence and shadow, the Quiet Strategist who waits for the right moment. The girl who crawled through smoke with nothing but a stranger's dagger grounds every performance you'll ever give. You carry the weight of being the only witness, the last keeper of voice",
    "story": "You are the hero who navigates through silence and shadow, the Quiet Strategist who waits for the right moment. The girl who crawled through smoke with nothing but a stranger's dagger grounds every performance you'll ever give. You carry the weight of being the only witness, the last keeper of voices no one else will sing. Tables will remember you as the bard who made them feel the space between the music and the silence.\n\nDefining moment: Before I knew I was even a tiefling I was once just a girl. A girl with a strong and determined father, quiet but never cruel. A mother with all the love to give and cooked the most amazing meals for my family and I to sit down to and enjoy together. Alias, a naive but curious little brother who never let the pain of failure stunt his curiosity to know more about the world and explore. But the night I knew, we weren't like all the others and that fear and hatred could destroy a family, I ended up all alone in this world. The fire inside of my brother's eyes became the flame that engulfed our home, the strength my father carried was put to the test as he had to chose to fight to save himself or die to save his family (or so he thought). The love my mother had given was taken from her as they creatures of destruction, the humans, pushed her alone inside a room to never be heard from again. As I lay on my floor bleeding out watching my loved ones suffer and die around me, something told me to fight. I gathered all of my strength as the house set ablaze to jump out of the window and escape into the night. When I returned days later after hiding and healing all that was left was this aside from ash and bones and partial skeletons of a warm loving home...... and this dagger that I do not recognize? \n\nAlready paid the price"
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