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?))
"Well, I.. uh. I was a blacksmith for a long time, but it's not fulfilling enough. I can't make nails and hammers my whole life. I want to embark on my own adventure and explore the world." *Roland sighs and pauses for a second* "Listen, my father was a blacksmith, and his father was too and so on and so on. I want to break the chain and do something that will get me into a history book."
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