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?))
Standing still in the foul-smelling tent with a puzzled face. "Expecting me?", Leon's eyes explore the room and finally rest on the hag. "I don't think I know of you", being polite Leon takes a seat where the old hag had gestured to. "Well it seems you know of me, yet you want to know of my story?". The old hag nods "Well I only know of so much". "Well my name is Leon and I am a man who seeks adventure". "I plan to make friends and maybe some enemies, but I do plan to create a bright future for myself so I can live up to what my father was. My father was a great adventurer and always had pride in his strength. He was well known to the people of Haense and Aaun". "Maybe... just maybe I can be greater than him or at least live up to his greatness".
"Now for my question". Leon stares at the hag with disdain, "why were you expecting me?, I've answered your questions so it's only fair you answer mine".
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