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?))
Lola smiled brightly at the hag as she leaned back onto the cushion, slowly rotating herself to face the hag. "Lola just gots here from big-large folk city-place!" She placed a finger on her chin and tapped it thrice, thinking for a moment. "Lola lived-grew on BIIG farm with when she was smaller! Did farm thingsies like uh.." She tapped her chin again, clearly searching her brain for a piece of information. "Lola forgets! Anyways, Lola thought farm thingies was boring-not funs and wanted to go finds the funs, though her papa didn't want her to leave.." She spoke quickly without pause. "But Lola lefts at nights because she wanted to find the funs! Lola find lots of funs when walking around places! Though.." She sighed for a moment, her cheerful expression vanishing for a second. "Lola had to ask strangers for coinses because she rans out of them.." Her cheerful and quick speech abruptly returned. "Strangers nices! Gives Lola coinses so she can eats!" Her expression departed again as she leaned back. "Lola DOES miss her Papa.. beens 4 yearses." Like before, her expression returned abruptly. "Anywayses! Thats all about Lola, Lola wants to know abouts yous~!" She pointed at the hag, smiling.
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