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))
Drolzu sat down on the seat. He was very careful not to crush it under his weight. "I have journeyed far and wide across the lands looking for the most delectable chicken cuisine imaginable. I have discovered many dishes since I left home, but none have reached the true potential of chicken taste." His stomach rumbled. "Do you happen to know any good recipes, or where I might find some?"
"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…
Character Name: Drolzu Warstriker
Character Race: Orc
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 27
Physical Description: 5ft 160 pounds black eyes boots brown pants red shirt somewhat buff
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