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?))
Growing up on the fringes of civilization, Lann Voss learned early that trust was a luxury few could afford. Orphaned as a child—his parents victims of a corrupt official’s purge—he survived by avoiding the attention of those who would exploit or destroy him. Solitude and silence became his refuge with his primary goal being to amass enough wealth and knowledge to forge his own path—free from the corruption and chaos that shaped his past.
"My story’s not one I share lightly, old woman. Suffice to say, I’ve learned to keep my secrets close—trust is scarce here, and even scarcer for those who wear their heart on their sleeve. I've learned to move quick and quiet through this world because it’s the only way I stay alive."
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