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?))
Imbert sits down cross legged on the cushion with pipe already in hand he puffs on it and blows some smoke rings to the peak of the tent and says "Well my story isn't a very long one compared to others but ill give it a go" he puffed again on his pipe savoring the sweet flavor of the weed while trying to come up with a start to his tale "I grew up in a secluded smial with a family of five. We all had a good childhood and things never really went wrong, we all were good hunters and hard workers. I say secluded because we were at least a days journey to the nearest town or neighbor" He said. He shifted a bit on the cushion getting more comfortable. "And so one day my parents got sick and we had no way to help them so we decided to pack them on a carriage with our pony to bring them to town so they could get some help." He now looked a little worried, but still calm enough enough puff on his pipe again without shaking at all. The old women shook her head " that's no good at all " she said sympathetically. He smiled a little at the small act of kindness. Imbert continued saying "We got separated in the woods when i was hunting down a deer, I thought I was on their trail but finding this swampy town is making me think i went the wrong way." The old woman tilts her head at small man " you seem very calm for a fellow who lost his family" she wheezed. Imbert also tilted his head "Weren't you listening? We live in these woods our whole lives, I'm sure and confident I'm going to find their trail and hunt them down" he took the last puff out of his pipe before knocking it empty " I was just looking for some company to have a smoke with" He smiled as he stood up, pulled a couple of yellow flowers out his pocket and place them in the woman's lap and left.

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