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.”
"I was born in a forgotten elven city, buried so deep underground that even other elves are unaware of its existence. I grew up there surrounded by gold and silver. The city cut me off from the violence of the world until the day dwarves invaded the city. Today, I travel alone, or almost alone. I'm looking for something... I don't know what I should do, but it seems to me that I have a role to fulfill. In the meantime, can you tell me where I can find a decent inn? I don't want to stay in this shithole forever!"
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