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?))
He sits as she induce: "Who are you? How do you know me?!". She smiles and replies: "I knew your father, he used to talk to me about your mother's pregnancy. Then your parents left from the village to a city". I thought she was fooling me but then I felt like she was telling the truth, maybe it was her innocent look, but then after having stared at her for 20 seconds I just replied: "I knew about some town they used to live in, I was searching and then I arrived here. My mother died by an infection during my birth, my father died because of a bet after 12 years. I got raised by my uncle for 2 years, then he gave me to a human trader. I then managed to escape". She immediately stops smiling as I was telling the story and then with a strange look she says: "Would you like to start an epic journey in a new and magic world?". Me not having any goals responds: "What can I lose?". She then shows me a path leading to a really really far place, then I mount my horse and I start going.
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