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?))
(Cotò steps in, looking confident to the weird women standing infront on him) Well. I really don't know how or were to start. I don't even know why you were especting me to arrive. (The old lady points towards a chair. A rusty broken old one. Cotò confident as always, grabs it and turns it arround. Sitting down with his legs towards the back of the chair)
Anyways. I don't have anything better to do, I'm basically done and broke. I've lost anything. But I'm not gonna give up, I want to start again from the ashes. I want to be someone (Said Cotò while analyzing the house. He focused on a hole on the roof of the house)
Thats why I'm here now. I want to start over. remade what's last of my life. I want to be rich. I wanna be the richest human alive: (Said while standing up and almost screaming) I don't want to be one bussines man, I wanna be THE BUSSINES MEN. I want power.
(Then. he sit down again and told)
I've a lot more to speak about, but I think is your turn. Tell me your who you are.
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