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... I come from the wooden land, but I want to know more about this world,,
Runae hesitates as she says it.
,,I want to know where we all came from''
she is certain in this answer but clearly avoids talking about her past.
''I'm sorry, I get nervous about sharing my life, whenever I do I get this feeling that I'm being judged and I'm the evil of my story''
She looks up at the old hag for confirmation that she will listen...
''I have been having quite good life, enjoyed it even. My family loved me, my village was the most amazing community I could think of. So why did I leave...?''
Runae chuckles to herself.
''That one time I was attacked by a feral dire wolf, but I was not scared. I was filled with excitement!''
Runae has almost jumped up a meter as she screamed that
''I have killed it... and I just felt like I need something more than a peaceful life...''
Runae chuckles nervously
''So yeah, that's me, left a loving home for some thrill...''
Runae drops her head down, hag can definitely tell she is ashamed of her decision, but she had no other option for herself

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