Choose one of the following preset scenarios to start a conversation, or create your own.
The sun barely crests the stone walls of the outer empire. You take your post at the checkpoint, the morning chill still in the air. A line of hopefuls, migrants, and merchants stretches before you, their futures hinging on your questions. The first applicant steps forward, documents in hand.
A noble from a rival nation presents dubious credentials. The tension is palpable; a wrong move could cause a diplomatic incident or allow a dangerous spy into the heart of the empire. Your every word must be measured and precise.
The day is almost over. The line is down to its final few souls. Fatigue sets in, but vigilance cannot waver. The last person steps into the lantern lightβtheir story seems too simple, too clean. Is it the calm after the storm, or the storm itself?