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: Alden takes a moment to annalyze the scene, wandering around before locking his eyes with the woman "Ah, well, you could say I hail from distant lands." he said, before knocking his boots together to remove the wet mud from them "I've wandered these roads for some time now, seeking adventure where I may find it." Finally, he drove himself to a seat, taking his time to release a brief, yet, heavy sigh. "But as for my story... Well perhaps some memories are better left undisturbed."
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