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?))
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"Thank you, kind madam." He'd take a seat across from her. "I hail from the land of Vienne. I lived in the streets, trying to do small jobs for some quick coin. Now, I am a traveling hermit with no where to go, still looking for something to do. I come from a very humble household, and with my parents recently dying of the flu, I am trying to forge my own destiny."
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