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Banished for your crimes, you suffered the worst of punishments: the shaving of your beard!
Even though you would have preferred to be put to death instead, you chose not to take your own life. To hide the slow regrowth of your pride, you wear a wide scarf that constantly conceals the lower half of your face. However, the sharp eyes of your people could easily detect your shame despite this cover-up.
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Seeking refuge with any community of your people is out of the question for the time being, except for a few lawless cities. You have therefore decided to leave the Boût Mountains and travel to the kingdom of Faraway. At least their customs regarding thieves are less brutal: they simply cut off their hands or hang them.
Start your rapine again… well, I mean, your activities… Okay: just go to 19.