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.”
Yulie: "What do you mean you've been expecting me?" Yulie pauses for a second waiting for a response, --"My name is Yulie, but I'd guess you'd already know that, I'm not from here... I'm from somewhere far, far, far away from here, it's a place called-" Yulie stops... his pupils dilate as if scared of something, Yulie tenses up, he looks at the woman than back outside... Nothing, Yulie continues saying "hm. That was weird" expecting a reply for the old hag. "As I was saying I'm from a little town called ravencroft, it's a nice place or, atleast it was. my parents and I were just a normal, happy family living by the riverside. I came here looking for a new beginning, somewhere I can write my own story, I hope I find what I need here."
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