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?))
"I am here on business" she said her voice unwavering. "I've tracked my target here and am letting him enjoy his final hours". she glanced down looking at the old wooden table "and as for my past" she said in a whisper. Her first clenched and her head shot up meeting the hags eyes "that is not for you to know" with a final glance at the hag she gets up out of her seat and walks away
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