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.”
((How do you respond?))
Turis eagerly sits down after having traveled through that dirty and dank swamp, and begins his story. "You asked why i'm here in this middle of nowhere town, to be completely honest I have no idea. My fa- Boss sent me here to meet with some old guy, but I don't know why, it's getting tiring not knowing what's going on." Turis lest out a heavy sigh as he puts his head into his hands "I appreciate my boss a lot don't get me wrong I owe him everything, but he is just so ******* mysterious. One day he'll make me go to a masquerade balls to do some random shifty shit, then he'll send me to retrieve a random package, and then ship me off to some random town in the middle of ******* no where" Turis's voice gets progressively more angry as he explains his story. Turis again releases a heavy sigh as he composes himself "Y'know I neve knew my actual parents at all, I don't know there names or even if they're alive. When the boss adopted me I was ecstatic, I finally get to have a parent of some sort that wants me, but sometimes I think i'd rather have stayed in that dirty orphanage. I mean I have lived with this guy for 17 years and I am still not any closer to knowing who he really is, it's insane."
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