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.”
as she gestures at the cushion he begin to puff up the cushion to make it more comfy and sit and put his right leg on his left leg and let out a long breath he learns forwards and says "are you ready"?
"it began when I was a kid and my parents land gotten pillaged by bandits sadly my parents didn't make it. I have been alone since I was 10 and I've been on my own ever since" he begin to let a tear his right roll down side of his face when remembering the pillage of his parents land. "I than began to set off for a adventure and wanted to rest at this village for awhile in this town. i also ended up in a small fight in a in the north while during this fight i had gotten injured on my right leg and i want to settle down somewhere for me to call home"
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