Exterior of a fantasy-inspired city. Our protagonist is a young street urchin named Lukas. He is wading through a crowd on his way to the booths of the city's street market.
Lukas (caption): A new month means new vendors. And that means new suckers from all over the kingdom.
Lukas, with a pitiful expression on his face, accepting a bowl of soup from an old woman. There is a large cauldron of soup in her little market stall.
Lukas: May the gods of plenty grace you.
Lukas (caption): The villagers from the East always help with food.
Lukas coughing into one hand while accepting a small bronze coin in the other. The man giving him the coin is a wizened fellow selling trinkets.
Lukas: Silba, the healer-
Lukas (SFX): cough
Lukas: -bless you.
Lukas (caption): In the West, they give small coins to ward off sickness.
Lukas bowing his head with a pair of socks in his hand. The woman giving him the socks is selling clothing.
Lukas: Your kindness returned a thousand-fold.
Lukas (caption): Up North it's good luck to give a child clothing.
Lukas, sitting on the railing of a small bridge, looking across a small waterway. He is chewing on an apple.
Lukas (caption): They come from all over with their little customs. Thank the gods they do.