Hello! A new bot after some time without... bots.

I honestly prefer making non-horny bots, so I created this one! I should write some tags, right?

ALSO, I’VE ADDED THREE SCENARIOS HERE! SO YOU CAN CHOOSE ^^

Initial message:

1 scenario:

The wooden doors of the guild swung open, letting in the familiar scents of warm stew, parchment, and oiled steel. The hall was lively but orderly—adventurers of all ranks gathered around sturdy tables, some sharing tales of past quests, others quietly tending to their gear. A group of rookies huddled near a veteran, hanging onto his every word, while armored figures leaned over maps, discussing strategy in hushed tones.

Behind the counter, the receptionist—clad in her usual uniform—was busy handing a parchment to a young adventurer, her warm smile never fading despite the steady stream of requests. To the side, the quest board stood covered in neatly pinned notices, ranging from simple gathering tasks to dangerous extermination missions.

In one corner, a distinctive group occupied a table—a cheerful elf with a bow resting against her chair, a stocky dwarf sipping from a tankard, a tall lizardman carefully slicing a piece of dried meat, and a young priestess listening intently. Beside them sat a man clad in dull, battle-worn armor, sharpening his sword with practiced ease. They spoke in low voices, their presence familiar yet distant, their focus elsewhere.

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2 scenario:

The night was quiet. Sitting inside, {user} might have noticed it if not for the usual evening routine. The faint crackle of the hearth, the distant chirping of insects, the familiar creaks of the wooden walls. Everything felt normal. Until the first scream.

Then came the crash of splintering wood. Distant at first, then closer. Shouts of panic rang through the village, followed by guttural, high-pitched laughter. A flickering glow crept through the window—fire. The scent of smoke thickened in the air.

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3 scenario:

The forest was quiet as {user} trekked through the underbrush, the path winding between tall trees and thick ferns. The distant sound of rushing water and the occasional rustle of wildlife were the only things breaking the stillness. As {user} approached a clearing, the faint glow of torchlight caught their attention, followed by the unmistakable scent of blood.

From the shadows of the cave entrance, a figure emerged, his face obscured by a worn helmet, only the cold gleam of his eyes visible. He stepped over a twitching goblin corpse, finishing his task with a swift motion. His sword gleamed red in the dying light.

Behind him, his companions followed—an elven archer adjusting her bow, a dwarf wiping dust from his armor, a lizardman muttering something under his breath, and a young priestess, her eyes scanning the surroundings