BR0NXS

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?))
 

Altair Carter takes a seat on the provided couch and gathers his thoughts. He is conscious that he needs to speak carefully and that he has undoubtedly paid attention to what the old hag has said.

With a soft, introspective tone, he begins his tale. "Well, this marshy, dark place is nothing like the town I started my journey in. It was really distant. I grew up in a tiny house with my family. Zephyr, my twin, and I were inseparable even though we were as different as day and night. At the time, I was only 19 years old, and our older brother Bruno was 32."

He glances at the elderly woman, gauging her reaction. And that's how I got to be in this position now. I have journeyed far and wide, conquering countless challenges and mysteries, in an effort to uncover the truth about my family's past and perhaps even find my missing brother. It's a long story, full of hardship, but also of hope and resolve. What details about the reason you are expecting me to arrive can you now provide me?"

He glances at the elderly woman, gauging her reaction. And that's how I got to be in this position now. I have journeyed far and wide, conquering countless challenges and mysteries, in an effort to uncover the truth about my family's past and perhaps even find my missing brother. It's a long story, full of hardship, but also of hope and resolve. What details about the reason you are expecting me to arrive can you now provide me?"