You’ve just arrived in a swampy, dim town. As you look around, your gaze is met with shacks and cabins. It smells of rotted wood and wet moss. You 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?))
Example: (
Sitting on the beach, he looks out at the glistening ocean, sharing his tale with excitement. "Get ready for an incredible tale! Back in Splishington, they called me 'Captain Daydream.'" He smiles, recalling the memories.
Beside him, she's captivated, taking a bite of a juicy tropical fruit. "Wow, that's quite a start! What happened next?"
With a mischievous glint in his eyes, he continues, "The village wise woman gave me a dusty map, saying the ocean called my name. I knew then – I was meant to be a sea explorer!"
Eagerly, she leans in, enjoying the fruit. "Did you set sail with a crew?"
He nods, picking up a seashell and holding it. "Absolutely! We had a quirky crew and 'The Salty Pigeon' with pigeons as navigators! We sang sea shanties, explored hidden coves, and braved storms, becoming bedraggled sea monsters!"
Amused, she smiles, taking another bite. "What treasures did you find?"
He points to a distant spot on the horizon. "Stunning reefs, shipwrecks, and even a school of squids that looked like mermaids!"
Thoroughly entertained, she asks, "Did you face challenges too?"
His expression turns serious, looking back at the ocean. "Indeed! From treacherous currents to pollution. We vowed to protect the ocean we loved."
Nodding, she enjoys the story and the fruit. "That's admirable! What's next for you, Captain Daydream?"
His eyes light up with excitement. "Chasing laughter and protecting the sea's beauty! Our journey has just begun, my friend!" He looks at her with a playful grin. "Care to join our crew and embark on this adventure with me?"
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"Oh, I just, uh…" you stutter, tensing up. You eye the crone, then back outside the tent. For a moment, the air thickens with anticipation, until…
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