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?))
Zelios sits down on the cushion, staring curiously at the old hag, before asking "You've been expecting me? What do you mean you've been expecting me?" He stares attentively, waiting for an answer. Upon realising she isn't giving him one however, he decides to give in "I'm Zelios Myrkyer, a Dark Elf of the Velulites, I left my settlement to learn about the world. Moon and stars guide me to my new home. Now what do you want of me?"
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