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?))
"Fod sits." Fod would mutter in the third person. He takes a seat on the nearby cushion. The brief rustle of fabric and slight creak of wood can be heard. The goblin's ears seem to raise at attention. "Fod does not remember who new person is." He would tilt his head to the side slightly. "That is fine. Fod's name is Fod Waterdew. Fod is goblin! Fod comes from very far lands." The goblin would pause, thinking for a moment as he attempts to remember where exactly he came from. "Fod thinks Fod came from that way?" He points a random direction before shrugging. "Fod is directionally challenged. Fod lives somewhere in forest. Fod is very sneaky there, yes yes." The goblin would nod enthusiastically. With a sigh he would finally explain his story. "Fod has faced conflict most of life. Fod chases peace and simple life. But everywhere Fod turns, Fod finds liars and war." His ears would droop down a bit as he gazed down at the table in sadness. "Fod does try bestest! Even if Fod is forced by circumstance to spy and be criminal." The goblin would look back up at the old hag with a curious glint in his eyes. "Fod did bring about downfall of rude pirate. But Fod relatively lives quiet life with side jobs. Why does friend ask?"
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