Kettlef1shes

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?))
 

"Thank you, I didn't expect to see anyone out here." She sits on the floor, stretching her legs out after days of walking and sighs in relief. "I'm glad for the rest, I've been walking for days from Kal'Anart in Asulon, my home. You see, I have quite a talent for weaving tapestry, my parents were much more focused on my sibling's and their positions in the clan so I decided I'm quite old enough to figure things out on my own so I've set out as a travelling merchant. Its all quite exciting." She lets the moment linger a little as she listens to the wind, she looks almost sad. "Growing up, my older siblings were great warriors, blacksmiths or leaders. They fought in great battles, forged weapons for important nobles and achieved incredible feats. Apparently, my parents could tell from an early age that I would never be able to live up to their greatness and the excelence expected of our family. I knew my talents didnt lie in warcraft or politics so I focused on my art, weaving the stories of my family that I had been told since birth. It was also something I could do away in my room without getting under anyones feet or further irritating them with my existance." She lets out a nervous self-depricating laugh.

"I'm hoping to sell some of my art for goods to get started but after that I don't know. My life seems to unfold before me and I find myself being dragged along. Maybe this is my chance to change that", She smiles a little, apologeticly, "sorry, I don't mean to bore you with my musings. Would you like to buy a tapestry?" Her grin widens and her eyes screw shut in a full-faced smile.