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?))
"I am afraid i don't remember a lot but i will tell you what i do remember."
"As a child life was tough because i wasn't allowed to hunt and do other things due to the fact i was weak."
"That was until i got stuck in a cave that i was exploring in... it was so very dark it was hard to see."
"I spent 15 years trapped in that cave and it was difficult to survive but it was always worth surviving to see my family again."
"At least that is what I told myself but i must have imagined that because my family was less than worthwhile."
"oh look at the time sorry i must have been rambling anyways... i have to go bye."
Selkath begins to get up when he realizes something "how did you know i was coming? no one knew i was coming here."
But by the time Selkath turns around the old woman is gone.
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