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?))
"I arrived in this town seeking a change of scenery and a fresh start. The hustle and bustle of city life had grown tiresome, and I longed for a quieter, more serene existence." I take a moment to gather my thoughts before continuing. I stumbled upon tales of this mysterious town, with its swampy charm and enigmatic aura. Intrigued, I embarked on a journey to explore its hidden depths and uncover the secrets it held. And here I am now, sitting before you, eager to embrace the unknown and embark on a new chapter of my life." I offer a warm smile, hoping that my story resonates with the old hag.
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