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?))
`` My name is Arion Wolftale, I'm just a young traveler who seeks answers to why my father disappeared many years ago. '' he looked at her in the eyes with a calm glance, starting to explai his story to her as he sat down on the gestured cushion. `` Only memories I have of my father are this old cloak of his, his sword and his wand. I don't remember his face or how he looked like, only his name which was Alster Nairon Wolftale, and yes I was named after my fathers second name. I used to live in a small village in a forest that was surrounded by many creatures and beasts alike, hunting was everyday thing for me because that's how we did get our food from in that village. Not many merchants came there because of how dangerous it was, I can understand why. Otherwise my life was pretty normal, playing with other children of the village and going on walks with my mother Jenfi Wolftale. One day I decided that I wanted to go find my father, I hadn't seen him ages and as said before, I had forgotten how he looked like or who he even was. I can defend myself since my swordsmanship isn't that bad. Was there anything else you wanted to know? `` he looked at the old hag with slight head tilt
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