1000raccoons

Your character has just arrived in a swampy, dim town. As they look around, their gaze is met with shacks and cabins. It smells of rotted wood and wet moss. They duck and step into a tattered tent, illuminated by a series of candles suspended in the air. At the back of the tent, an old hag raises her head, “What brings you to this dingy town? She begins, then pauses to study your face—”Ah, it’s you. I’ve been expecting you. Sit,” she gestures at a cushion, “Tell me your story.”

((How do you respond?))

the small man stared at the mysterious old women for a moment before stepping up with a smile "if you insist!" he snickered, making himself comfortable. "ive lived a simple life in Honeyville, raised in a big family with mostly sisters" he took a big breath in before carrying on "I was particularly close with my eldest sister, she was the one who taught me all about flowers and fauna Aswell as how to take care of them, now I pride myself on being an expert on all kinds of native species and now my goal is to learn and propagate as much as possible" he looked back at the old hag almost forgetting she was there "uh... who are you again?"