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: Well am New around here am Farfolk as you can see so my father was a warrior and a farfolk and he lived a small village near Caliphate but it takes awhile to get to our village. but my mother was a Southeron so that's where my skin tone is from mother but I cant speak Ghanwua but I can understand it a bit haha But sadly died my father died fighting to am proud of that . But mom didn't go so nicely... So that's why I want to explore more soo am having my Journey exploring the land find the greatest of places the fines wine so am here in this Dingy village, Sorry but ya I am here to see the world with my Lovely eyes even that I want to overthrow broken kings fight with the Greatest of Warriors And eat the best of food soo that is my story Miss but I do have a fear of spiders and ghouls from a very messy and crazy necromancer in my village but we won't talk about that hahah but ya besides that am want to explore and See how the world works and just see how I cant learn how to craft hopefully make my own cabin to be a Mercenary when I want to be in the future "Slams desk" Soo I want your biggest bottle of Wine "Points at the wine bottle" But "pulls out book" do you know this man? "Points at picture it's about the necromancer he's still around and well I got to change that don't I?
"Oh, I just, uh…" you stutter, tensing up. You eye the crone, then back outside the tent. For a moment, the air thickens with anticipation, until…
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