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 would arrive here because my relatives had exiled” he would laugh as he took a seat to continue telling her as he rememberedme “and left me with a boat and some merchants would help me try to get to a nearby coast but some bandits would attack the boat and kidnap everyone and they would not tie me up properly so I could escape and I would throw myself into the river.

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