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?))
He was a traveler, forever embarking on new journeys. He kept notes of everything he heard and saw, letting his feet guide him from place to place with the single goal of exploring the entire land. He claimed he had little story to tell—after all, traveling was his profession. With a faint smile, he wondered aloud, “Not many people will arrive here with such words… so, where exactly are we, and what is your story?”
Recommended Comments