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?))
Naomi listens to the older lady, responding as she sits down. "I'm not coming from quite too far, in fact I've only been traveling east for a few days." The old hag continues to listen as she pushes a cup of tea towards Naomi, as if she knew that she was gonna to be arriving that very day. "I've had to travel by foot but my goodness, how many wonderful sights I've seen. I've been met with elves of all kinds, some helpful while others wary. I've tasted so many different delicacies, everything I wish my father could see and taste. You see, I've come searching a remedy, one you may be able to help me with. I need help to restore my father's heart, as it's slowly disappearing from guilt."
The old hag pauses to think for a moment as Naomi takes her first sip of the drink. Another item to add to the treats she wishes to share with her beloved father one day. "Guilt? What sort of guilt could your father be suffering from so badly that his heart must disappear?"
"My father refuses to tell me, says that he rather I learn the truth once he's gone. But I don't mind not knowing, as I've only known him to be the best parent to have. I only care to save his life. Will you help me?"
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