Who Am I?

"My name is Hari," I say, pronouncing it in the Laralian manner. "I heard so much about your wonderful land, and I decided that I should move here..."

The guard spits. "We don't accept immigrants. Not since the King took ill. Go away."

"It's not my problem. Unless you're a Dorian citizen, we don't want you here." The guard turns away from me. I briefly ponder offering him sexual favors, but soon push these thoughts away - I couldn't do that again. Never again. I've got no money or valuables to offer him. But what can I do?

1. Downcast, I leave Doria behind. It seems I will have to go somewhere else for my new life.
2. I wait until the guard leaves, then try to climb the rock walls.
3. I attempt to push past the guard.

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