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.”
I tell her "I was on another venture with my friends for fun and fortune, then all of a sudden some other people ambush us on the coast of Northland, looking for the 'Crows nest,' if you remember the rumors about it most people say it holds treasure beyond belief, but really it just a fancy name I gave to my parents resting place, and no one cared to ask me what it actually was. Anyways me and my friends get ambushed on my ship then the people who ambushed us knocked us out, when I awoke I didn't see my friends, then they told me to tell them where the 'crows nest' is then I tell them what it actually is, but I refused to tell them, they didn't believe me of course, but while they were talking I was able to grab a dagger that they left near me by chance and was able to cut the rope binding me and escaped after not being able to save my friends or my ship. That's all you need to know."
Motivation; Ship was stolen
Fear; abandonment
Flaw; cannot resist to steal something of value
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