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The town square began to fill up with more villagers and travelers who were arriving for the start of the Swallowtail Festival. Liu Feng clicked his prayer beads together, his eyes shifting between the various people arriving. The monk spied Zhang Hong with a sense of intrigue, recognizing him easily out of the crowds of Varisian, Taldan, Ulfen, and other Golarion natives. His people were a rarity here but from listening, he suspected he was not the only one present from Tian Xia. He approached the booth of food and drink under the sign of the Rusty Dragon.

"Excuse me," Liu spoke to Zhang in Tian. "Where are you from, stranger?" He kept to the eastern tongue, his dark eyes focused on the man as you plied him for answers.

A foreigner in a foreign land. Liu Feng, a displaced native of the expansive lands of Tian Xia, stuck out like a sore thumb in the small town of Sandpoint. He had made his way from Magnimar only a few days earlier and before then gossip had suggested the wildest possibilities. He was a tall man with a clearly defined frame. His robes covered him as was appropriate however the power in his limbs was quite obvious. With a shaved head, a well groomed visage, and a sun-kissed body from travel the man had struck a lot of curiosity within the locals. Liu Feng stood with the square where the festival was being held, one hand clutching a set of prayer beads, as dark eyes surveyed the gathering festivities with an attentive gaze.

Hello!

Thank you for the addition to the team.

Liu Feng, Tian Monk (GM Kyle)