Oh sure, do something respectable your father said. Go into the family business at the local family whore house, he said. What if you don't want to spend a life in this amazing and powerful and fascinating city of Xynnar trapped into just running a fairly successful brothel, with training and breaking in whores for clients to use and making money off of their labors! That is just so boring! So after plenty of soul searching, whore humping, yelling at your father, getting drunk with your friends at the local tavern, humping more whores, and a few arsons do you finally decide to peruse your dream of becoming a city famous bard!<br/><br/>So, after faking your death, you set on off to find yourself a bardic master to train you and teach you the ways of the bard. Which isn't that hard to do since the city is lousy with bards that are always up for money to train any upstart young foxboy with dreams of being famous and having his own night club and harem of bitches for his personal use. A noble cause, for sure, as you give all of your money and possessions to an elderly foxy bard that is about to retire any way.<br/><br/>After 3 years under his foxy tutelage, learning what you need to get yourself started off without making a complete fool of yourself. Thanking the old coot with a celebratory bunny girl fuckpet for his retirement party, quite grateful for your generosity and how that costed you all of your saved up money while being trained. Still, it was an amazing graduation/retirement party, with SO MUCH drinking, humping fuckpets and hired whores, gambling, more drinking, more humping, and just so much fun.<br/><br/>So much so that when you wake up, some time later, you find yourself on the street and feeling like someone spent the night kicking you in the face. Upon pulling yourself off of the ground in the alleyway do you take stock of what happened last night and of your foxy body. Quickly finding out that you are quite nude, with no items, along with this fascinating cock ring hanging there. That wasn't there before! Nyah! After going through several panic attacks and other shenanigans do you calm down enough to inspect it with the good ole detect magic.<br/><br/>Finding out in short order that, somehow in your drunken orgy last night, you got yourself your very own SP artifact! Not one to quibble over details on how that happened, or who did this, and how many whores you fucked last night, as you keep inspecting it deeper with your bardic talents and figuring out all of the powers and spells and other fun stuff you now  have to deal with. Using your new found powers to make yourself a fancy bard outfit and stepping out onto the street proper. Quickly getting your bearings and finding yourself on the opposite side of the city, deep within bunny town! Bunnies everywhere going about their business and leaving you alone. Not wanting to fuss with some drunk foxy boy that spent the night in an alleyway. The road itself is nicely paved with the buildings and the sidewalk running north south. With other similar alleyways between buildings and the occasional small road branching off. The buildings are the typical apartment complex, grocers, and other merchants needed in every city.