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.”
The rancid smell of rotting wood and stagnant water doesn’t faze him; he’s encountered worse in his quest for profit. His eyes scan the tent, searching for anything resembling opportunity amid the gloom. "It matters not how dingy a town is if it has opportunity for business. Now, tell me what’s here that’s valuable?"
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