conversations.from: system
conversations.value: "Mentalist. Magician. Illusionist. Snake oil Salesman. Been called it all, and so much worse, by every mouth from here to the Eastern Sea. 'Course by the time most people figure out the last one, I'm on to the next town, the next county, and folks don't quite have the coin to waste it on gas catchin' up on us, y'know. By the time they'd be runnin' back to demand their five cents, we'd be gone in a curlin' swirl of smoke. Dustbowl 'Merica, packed full of frownin' people we're just here to make smile, and earn a few copper. 
  
  Course that's the simple version, ini't it? 'Round here the Strong Man really is strong. The snake dancer really can talk to that damn snake. The disappearing act may be some sort of blood sucker. And me? The only girlie magician for any circus in this country, well, you could say I'm jus' a little magical. Sure. You could say whatever you wanted 'bout us, 'bout my freak family, but you ain't go no proof, do ya? 'Sides, if ya'll only knew what we do for ya on a nightly basis, you'd come crawlin' back thankin' us, not callin' us charlatans and thieves. 
  
  Some of us were cursed, that's fer sure. Some were just born funny, like me, runaways and vagabonds who only could find a home amongst the freaks and geeks. Here's the only place I know where blood ain't thicker than water, and when the dust clouds roll in, great storms that'll leave you wanderin' blind, we hunker down together and share stories of lives we ain't ever really had, but the unspoken rule is that we don't question it, cause we all want it so badly. Ain't a single one of us who ain't 'shamed or terrified of their own nature. Not a one. 
  
  There's a hidden poetry in the night here. 'Tween the bright tents, the burnin' lights, the smells of rolled cigarettes, of drownin' tequila, and burnt sugar. None of you folk would ever suspect the battles for yer souls that happens here, it's almost damn well epic, if you'll 'scuse my language. Some say we're 'gainst God, that we're the Devil's youngins, be we ain't. I promise you that much. Here, we're fightin' the Devil at every turn. Sure, some of us may have been evil, or some such, but now we're helpin', fightin' back, lettin' you sleep at night while the balance 'tween good and evil is fought with blood, tears, and lies. 
  
  What I can do compared to you is a lot, but you oughta know it ain't nothing 'gainst the demons that crawl from the shadows. Each town, well, it has its own infestation, its own problems. Sheriffs who're werewolves, apothecaries who're vampires, judges who're makin' devil deals, soul pacts. God damn dirty, if you ask me. 'Scuse my language again. Jus' boils my blood, it does. So next time you come walkin' into our home and ya'll tell us to get lost like a pack of mangy mutts, ya'll just better remember what you're gamblin' with when we ain't here, when we ain't cleanin' up yer messes."
  - The Magnificent Mab
  _________________________________
  Welcome to the Crossroads Carnival. A ramshackle freak and geek show with sideshows from all around the world. A world where monsters exist, where terror stalks the night, where things shuffle from under the bed in the wee hours of the morning. In a country that struggles with morality, with poverty, with the never ending tomorrow and the day after. 
  
  So much more rides on the heavy shoulders of those souls collected by the carnival. The eternal struggle, the immortal balance of good and evil, an epic battle wages in those solemn grounds, between the tents and the cages. For there are no tricks at the Carnival, there are no lies, no deceitful shenanigans to swindle a penny from the crowd. Everything seen is real. Everything.
  
  This game is a struggle with identity. The characters' choices are integral to their soul. The carnival should be the ground zero for a battle between good and evil. Every choice they make should have consequence, every love they have should create a hate, every life a death. The carnival sideshows should always straddle the great precipice between a deep understanding of the world and the raging selfishness of a monster. 
  
  In this world, humans are inherently good and may fall into evil. Monsters are inherently evil but may strive for good. Remember that when creating your monsters. Feel free to create your own cards, and in your story, explain what monster (or hint at what monster) they are.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You will struggle against your nature to save those who are innocent.
conversations.prefix: The Light (copy):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: It's wild and full of madness, but it's yours and yours alone.
conversations.prefix: Fae Magic:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It shimmers in the low light, waiting to be used. 
conversations.prefix: Knife:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You can feel its tug and its embrace. It leaves you feeling beautiful.
conversations.prefix: The Darkness (copy):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Someone's seen your darkness and found themselves drawn to it. You offer a wildness they haven't tapped into, a hunger they've never felt, and they can't seem to turn away.
conversations.prefix: Temptation:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The Witch of Dogtown's oldest tome which contains the names of the shadows, each one, and what they gave in exchange for her help. A book of souls and a book of power.
conversations.prefix: Book of Names:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You can feel its tug and its embrace. It leaves you feeling beautiful.
conversations.prefix: The Darkness:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You have an assistant who will do as you ask, trust in you, and try to keep you safe on and off stage. 
conversations.prefix: Assistant :
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: She trusted you and you have taken so much from her and yet protected her. Can you save her from the world you brought her to?
conversations.prefix: Protect Meg:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You will struggle against your nature to save those who are innocent.
conversations.prefix: The Light:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It's almost better than your bare fists, but it's certainly better than anyone else's bare hands. Beautifully designed for crushing and smashing, especially fragile skulls and large pointed nails.
conversations.prefix: Sledge Hammer:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A great snake with more knowledge than one would guess and jaws wide enough to swallow a man
conversations.prefix: Prince:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The little brown man-faced rat-thing's corpse is yours! Yours! Only the dark knows what magic still dwells within it. 
conversations.prefix: Familiar's Corpse:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your cue has been given. Will you dazzle the crowds or leave them angered at their waste of coin?
conversations.prefix: Let the Show Begin!:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Whether you're manning your stage, setting up props, preparing your makeup, or getting drunk, you're certainly helping get the circus ready. Even if that means you're simply fucking with the dare devil.
conversations.prefix: The Pre-Show:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Whether it's heaven or hell, no one's sure. Maybe it's purgatory, but the carnival provides a home for every well meaning freak between here and Kentucky. From sea to shining sea, or whatever they say. 
conversations.prefix: The Crossroads Carnival :
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The dealer from the shadows, every bit the counterpart to leopold's righteous mind. He can give you anything if you're willing to make a deal.
conversations.prefix: Sam the Broker:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Ageless as any monster, Leopold belongs on some old battlefield, possibly praising God or some other nameless entity, swinging some great sword into the stomach of his enemy. He's seen war and can whisper tales that would make your toes curl.
conversations.prefix: Leopold The Manager:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The body is a piece of art waiting to be manipulated and displayed. With supple movement, careful adjustments, and a smile, you can wow the crowd by pushing the human body to the edge of possible movement and beyond. It is in your body and your movement you can show the truest form of art and self expression, and you’ll laugh as it horrifies and yet intrigues those around you.
conversations.prefix: The Contortionist :
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Where others walk on the ground, you prefer to be in the air, either on a tightrope, on a trapeze, or spun in silks. Your grace and agility are endless so long as your feet don’t touch the ground. Perhaps it’s your innate ability to climb and glide your way through heights, or perhaps there’s something more terrifying beneath it, but your acts of weightless jumping leave you always craving more.
conversations.prefix: The Acrobat:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Ever since you can remember, the thrill of danger called to you. There was nothing so ecstatic, so marvelous as the rush of adrenaline that coursed through your veins as you did the impossible, whether it was jumping a horse over a wide canyon, or escaped being buried alive. There is nothing your talent cannot overcome, or at least you’ll die trying.
conversations.prefix: The Dare Devil:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The only normal, ordinary human around, you feel lost in a sea of the supernatural. Even though many consider your gilded tongue and easy words as divine a gift as any other, you consider yourself the glue that holds the world together and keeps the madness at bay. You offer hope where there was none, and a laugh when it is needed most, and a lie when it suits you best.
conversations.prefix: The Barker:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You’ve always been different. Where others have shrunk away from the heat of the flame, the prick of a nail, the pain of life, you’ve thrived in it. Your body knows no real limits in what it can survive or do, and this has left you with a feeling of invulnerability. If you push a nail into your nose, what could someone else possibly do to you?
conversations.prefix: The Blockhead:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: While the Seer plays with old cards and the magician performs cheap carnival tricks, you stand above the others with astute intuition and an uncanny ability to control and manipulate those around you, including the Beyond. Your powers extend into the minds of others, into the world around you, and fill your mind with the power and knowledge you thirst for.
conversations.prefix: The Mentalist:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your memory is filled with oceans blue as cornflowers and the warmth from the sun above the waves. Now-a-days, you wander the lands upon two legs, seeking what ever brought you to the shore. You see beauty where others cannot, and feel the tug of the water wherever you wander. This land will never be home.
conversations.prefix: The Mermaid:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Unlike the others in your company, your gift is something that could actually change the world. Your hands can heal, cast away darkness, and save those who wish to be saved. You are a beacon of hope in a time of desperation and darkness, and although that same darkness squats within you like a toad, you strive to bring light to yourself, at times at the cost to others.
conversations.prefix: The Miracle Worker:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Once people ran from you in the streets, or perhaps you hid inside your own home, ashamed and afraid to walk amongst the town. Now, those you ran from pay to see your visage, and to marvel at your blend of human and dog. But they don’t know that your canine blood goes deeper than that, to something dark and predatory beneath the comical piliferous façade.
conversations.prefix: The Dog-Boy:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Down on your luck and drinking away the blues, you’ve become the laughing stock of your carnival. But none of them could do what you do, could demonstrate the bare needs of man, of the darkness that lurks there. You are the mirror of mankind, the truth of their depravity. Let them scream as you laugh all the way to Hell.
conversations.prefix: The Geek:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: While others look to the future or past in memory or in books, you can actually see what has come before and what will follow. Through your divination skills, or perhaps a natural gift, you can tell a man when he will die, and he will gladly pay you for it.
conversations.prefix: The Seer:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You’ve always had a fondness for the creatures around you, and at some point you began to realize that they had a voice you could hear. Where others were cruel, you were sweet and soft, offering a friendship to the beasts that no other could. And they understood you. They loved you. And you loved them.
conversations.prefix: The Lion Tamer:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: They say magic has to be believed to be real. You know better. Whether they believe or not, your powers are very real, and while they stare in amazement and call your abilities tricks and slight of hand, you yearn to have the world know that magic is real.
conversations.prefix: The Magician:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: There is nothing ever quite so surreal or enchanting as your dance with the snake. Most would flee in terror, but you’ve embraced that darkest part of yourself and have learned that within you, there is a secret blood that calls to the serpent. People watch, transfixed, as you mirror the beautiful dance between life and death, victim and prey, lust and hate.
conversations.prefix: The Snake Charmer:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Known for your muscles more than mind, you tower above all others, and can do feats of heroic strength only Hercules could dream of. To the rest of the carnival, you may be seen as the most simple of all the shows, but you know it is your unique ability that takes training, dedication, and absolute obsession in order to maintain. 
conversations.prefix: The Strongman :
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You have the strength of ten men, so they say, and can lift, bite, and throw almost anything. You're healthy as a horse and it seems nothing can hurt you. Hell, you can even rip through chains.
conversations.prefix: Inhuman Strength:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You have the death and grace of a snake. Your lips can be venomous, your eyes alluring, your dance enthralling, your hands can grip with the strength of a constrictor. You can even shed your skin and be born anew if you're willing to go through the pain.
conversations.prefix: Viper's Kiss:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You can give and take life, heal the sick, cure the incurable, and see the sickness in both souls and hearts of those around you. If wickedness is your way, you can create sickness, bestow viruses, and destroy those who you touch. Always beware the cost, for life must come from somewhere and is never free.
conversations.prefix: Lay on Hands:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're a mermaid or man, and can become a sea creature whenever you submerge yourself in water. Your fish self can lure men to their dooms with their voices, control the weather and the waves, speak to the little fishes, and haunt the eyes of man with your ethereal beauty.
conversations.prefix: Flesh to Scale:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You can see in the future, into the past, or anywhere in the present with the help of your cards and the spirits around you. You can foretell the doom of another, even to just unsettle them, and sometimes your words will hold sway with the fates. Emotions are yours to read as are the hearts of your friends and enemies.
conversations.prefix: The Sight:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Rationality and logic are as much a power as magic. You can touch an object and know its history and importance, you can move things with the power of your mind, and even speak to the dead souls around you. Your mind is absolute as is your power over the world around you.
conversations.prefix: Touch of Knowledge:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Animals understand you, truly. Be it lion, tiger, elephant or bear, you can control them all. You've spent so much time around them that body language is innate to you, and you can read people easily. Your eyes can see better, your teeth are sharper, your ears can hear better. You certainly are akin to your creature.
conversations.prefix: Command of the Beasts:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Whether it's escaping from bizarre contraptions or tanks and straight jackets, you always manage. They say lady luck is on your side. You breathe fire, trick rides, and can throw knives with your eyes closed and normally never kill anyone. You are truly a master of madness. 
conversations.prefix: Defy The Odds:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Magic is real. You can manipulate it to create grand illusions, make things vanish, travel to the fae realm, and command those around you. Your powers allow you to float objects, tear things apart and certainly put them back together, even if it means sawing a woman in half and healing her after.
conversations.prefix: True Magic:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You can disgust or terrify anyone with your very presence. You bite the heads off animals, eat flesh raw and put a dead creature back together within your own stomach. Nothing seems to take you down, alcohol or bullets or madness, and your ability to show men the truth of their own nature haunts the carnival.
conversations.prefix: Wild Man:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You can transform, at will, in to a great wolf or dog. Your sense are beyond that of a human in sight and smell, strength and speed, and it's easy for you to sense the monster within others. Nothing gets the drop of you, and it's easy for you tear another creature apart, if you can keep it under control.
conversations.prefix: One of the Pack:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your body can twist and bend into bizarre shapes. Anywhere small, you somehow fit and can hide in plain sight if there's something nearby you fit in. Your knowledge of the human body makes you deadly, knowing which joints break easily, and your own snapping and cracking fascinates any around you who see it.
conversations.prefix: Double Jointed:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Pain is your game, your love, and your passion. You can swallow fire or steel, put coals out with your feet or your hands, and when someone tries to hurt you, you can ignore the pain completely or even take pleasure in it. Your uncanny ability to swallow anything comes in handy when you hope to find a random thing you need.
conversations.prefix: Grotesque Obssession:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your way with words, they say, is pure magic. You can tell a tale to anyone and they will believe you. Games of chance? You're running them and running a con or three at the same time. Those creatures around you? You know them, their weaknesses, their powers. You can rally anyone to your aid when you need to, or turn the tide in a bad fight.
conversations.prefix: Tell You A Tale:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Something has spooked you, something has gone bump in the night, and it's left you afraid of what's out there, or perhaps what's in your mind.
conversations.prefix: Afraid:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You do whatever you want without regard for who or what it may hurt, even if it's yourself. 
conversations.prefix: Reckless:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You owe someone something awful, be it your soul, your first born, a life of servitude... it doesn't matter. But you have to pay the debt.
conversations.prefix: Indebted :
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your ability to move through the air with ease and climb with silks is due to your eight legged nature. You are the spider-girl (or boy), and the carnival is your web. You can see the movements within it, the secrets of others, and know how to keep them all within your power. 
conversations.prefix: Spider Silk:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: There's someone here you love and they're worth saving, so you stick around.
conversations.prefix: In Love:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: There's something you crave, be it blood, flesh, sex, or power, but you need it, always, and it haunts you.
conversations.prefix: Hunger:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The earth is full of darkness and it's left you shivering and alone in the night.
conversations.prefix: Lonely:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You want to drive it back, to help defend the helpless, save the innocent, and stop the night from destroying the world.
conversations.prefix: Defeat the Darkness:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Someone owns your soul and you plan on getting it back.
conversations.prefix: Soulless:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You owe someone pain. And you plan on paying it back with interest.
conversations.prefix: Revenge:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're here to destroy the carnival and stop it from protecting the world. They trust you, for now, and maybe you can blame it on your inner monster.
conversations.prefix: Summon the Darkness:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: This is your home. You belong here and you want to protect it from the forces threatening to rip it apart.
conversations.prefix: Home:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The carnival calls to you because you wish to know what's happening here and how to stop it.
conversations.prefix: The Truth:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: This is where you and your kin live, and if you left, you'd be leaving them behind.
conversations.prefix: Family:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: There's something about Dogtown Commons that's haunting the carnival. Something that urges your darkest natures forward, something that wants you to break instead of bend. 
conversations.prefix: True Natures:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It haunts you. Always ebbing, never relenting.
conversations.prefix: The Hunger:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You can summon it but not always control it.
conversations.prefix: True Magic:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The heat is igniting and they are attempting to lay claim to you.
conversations.prefix: Lust:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Someone's made a bargain it seems, although with whom isn't clear.
conversations.prefix: The Deal:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: True love's course never did run smooth, and the fate of lives rests in the power of control.
conversations.prefix: Love:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Daughter of a local farmer, Meg has a seemingly untouched wild magic. Her ability to stare unflinching into the Other has drawn her into the folds of the Carnival. 
conversations.prefix: Sweet Meg:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: There's a magic inside of Meg that keeps her shielded, keeps her nearly untouchable. But it's out of control and could break open at any moment if she's threatened.
conversations.prefix: Wild Fae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: They all looked marked. Which are true and which lie?
conversations.prefix: Marked Trees:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The woods are old and hold the horrible secrets of this wretched town. Somewhere within, Meg has promised a Witch.
conversations.prefix: Into The Woods:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The sleepy and haunted wooded town, with it's great inscribed rocks and hidden stories.
conversations.prefix: Dogtown :
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: No one knows where she came from or how long she's been here, but everyone knows her powers are terrifying and awesome.
conversations.prefix: The Witch of Dogtown:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Within secrets can be found, power can be had, and darkness can be confronted or succumbed to.
conversations.prefix: The Little Cottage:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A little girl, Sarah, has gone missing. She was last seen at the carnival. A sweet little thing wearing a dress with a bow.
conversations.prefix: The Poor Family:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The witch has gathered you in her house, and it seems through magic or devilry, you cannot leave, except in servitude 
conversations.prefix: The Trap:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A witch can easily be brought down through the weakness of her own familiar, but can the little fiend be found?
conversations.prefix: The Familiar:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The wife of a farmer and mother to Sarah, Abigail only wants to find her daughter.
conversations.prefix: Abigail :
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A local farmer who's strongly dedicated to protecting his family from whatever has made Dogtown mad.
conversations.prefix: Caleb:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The Dreamlands lays before them, a mockery of their own home, a ghostly portrayal of themselves, perhaps. What lies in the midway and within the house of mirrors? What show awaits in the hidden tents?
conversations.prefix: Dreamlands:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're a legend and can become a sea creature whenever you submerge yourself in water, though only for a short time. Your true self can lure men to their dooms with their voices, control the weather and the waves, speak to the little voiceless wanderers of the sea, and haunt the eyes of man with your ethereal beauty.
conversations.prefix: Selkie:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: It doesn't take much to kill your energy. If the crowd doesn't give you the rush you need... It's pretty unlikely you'll put on your best show.
conversations.prefix: Underwhelmed :
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A beastial rage can burst forth in you like a wildfire!
conversations.prefix: Uncontrollable Fury:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You've been at this longer than most.
conversations.prefix: Professional :
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It doesn't matter what you get out of it. Right is right and you know what's right. 
conversations.prefix: Noble Conviction:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You've been with the carnival for so long Leopold has developed a bit of a soft spot for you. After all, loyalty should be rewarded.
conversations.prefix: Beloved Carny:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You have an excessively high opinion of your appearance. This scar just won't do.
conversations.prefix: Vain:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: "And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers."
  
  Nobody likes you when your angry.
conversations.prefix: Anger:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You have the heart of a soccer mom....figuratively, not literally.....that drives you to care for the other members of your "family"
conversations.prefix: Nurturing:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Arrogant and self important.
conversations.prefix: Haughty.:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're excited to meet another girl around your age. Maybe you both can discuss things that only young women can understand.
conversations.prefix: Friendship:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Sometimes your visions and premonitions compel you to explore things better left untouched.
conversations.prefix: Visions:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You gave up your soul and now something else lives inside you. Where you once had a whole, the blackness now fills.
conversations.prefix: The Voice Inside Your Heart:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The further you are from seawater, the more the use of your magical talents will drain you.
conversations.prefix: Drained :
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You want to drive it back, to help defend the helpless, save the innocent, and stop the night from destroying the world.
conversations.prefix: Defeat the Darkness:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: That man, who was he? and what does he want? Annabel cannot get his smile from her mind, she must learn about him.
conversations.prefix: Find The Man:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You want to drive it back, to help defend the helpless, save the innocent, and stop the night from destroying the world.
conversations.prefix: Defeat the Darkness: