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)
"What do you mean you been expecting me you mad hag?" Felipe lowers his eyebrows and looks rudely at the woman, "Oh, from the looks of it you seem to be the village fortune teller. Very well, I shall play your game." He wipes the cushion from dust and then finally sits down. "It all started that horrible day I was born. Felipe's eyes were locked at the roof of the tent while he was trying to remember, he continued, "The first time I ever felt the bounds of my flesh. I cried, but after a careful beating it came to my infant head that I was a son of the deplorable house of Arditi." Felipe leans back and raises his eyebrows, not allowing the hag to speak, "In my youth I proved to be quite capable at understanding concepts such as architecture and history, for this my parents enrolled me in one of the best schools in my city." Felipe smirks, "I was a good student, but my professors didn't enjoy my demeanor. They kicked me out, unjustly. I was so enraged I took all the money I had in our house and I took to sea..." He looks at the now horrified old hag with a serious expression, "End here I am now... in your tent, awaiting for your very poor analysis of my character and lets not forget the fortune telling of course..."
(I understand that I kinda gave some character to the old hag, but because she is an NPC I had to improvise without her saying anything, hopefully this is good)

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