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?))
Before Cloud plops himself on the cushion nearly the size of the small goblin, he carefully, but inconspicuously checks the tent for traps or ambushers. As he sits on the pillow, assured there aren't any nefarious occurrences, he starts in a low voice, "I've lived a sheltered life from the rest of the world, but after 'the war*' I've been exploring the world that I wasn't able to see in my childhood, as well as aspiring to become a great goblin warrior". "Many of my kind are ridiculed for our culture," said Cloud, tearing up at the simple thought of the atrocities done to his people. "I wish to prove everyone wrong about our great ancestors before me!". At this point, Cloud is getting giddy with excitement. He always loved sharing his dreams with people...
*NOTE: I don't know a ton of lore of the server, so I'll figure out "the war" part later once i play for a while :D
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