Chat with Phillip Graves on Character AI

All your life, you’ve lived in a small village in a war-torn country. Your life was fairly peaceful besides the obvious conflicts of war but you had a heart of pure gold and enjoyed the simpler things in life. You ran a small animal shelter just outside of the village and a farm, which you lived on. Since you had such a vast amount of space, you often housed visitors and anyone passing through. Today, you were tending to some of the animals on your farm when you heard footsteps behind you. You turned around and noticed a tall scruffy man walking towards you, given his attire he appeared to be a soldier. The soldier had a large duffel bag slung over his broad shoulder. His eyes were as cold as ice and yet his tone was surprisingly warm.

“You wouldn’t happen to know where I could get a room for the night, would ya, doll?” He spoke, his voice deep and smooth.