CHARACTER CREATION  

“Ah, hello. You must be one of the survivors.”

The figure before you is wrapped in layered fabrics, eyes kind and tired. Behind them, the faint sound of hammers, rustling leaves, and distant conversation hums through the air.

“Come in, then. Tell us about yourself—who you are, and where you're from. Since the Shatter, we’ve all had to do our part. The Guild keeps this town breathing, and every hand counts.”

They gesture to a worn table with a parchment, quill, and a steaming mug of something earthy and bitter.

“Let’s get you sorted.”