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: (delete this)
"Oh sorr- Wait expecting me?" He promptly goes silent from stepping on one of the tents till he realizes the words she muttered ... Expecting you
He sits down on the cushion unsettled as he plops down, he looks around his feet to make sure he's not stepping on anything
"My name is Lex Fontaine and I am a sailor I put my name and my pride on the line in the art of trade. I pride myself behind being the sole beam that holds up several kingdoms with the supplies and food I hustle from kingdom to kingdom" He bows before her very full of himself
(The lady) "Oh so you are a sailor why are you in this dinky town far from the seas" her expression drops almost instantly showing more hesitation then anything else
"Oh yeah, I guess that does make no sense... I'm here for a fresh start- Yes, a brand-new journey for reasons I'm unclear on my trading company accused me of stealing priceless goods from the royalty of a foreign nation I had to Run-Run as fast as I could and as far as I could get to I still want to live I have so much more I can do with my life" He kneels revealing a praying gesture with his hands
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