Mimi_weird

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?))
 

Blowing some hair out of her face, Iris would cautiously sit while eyeing the old woman. "My story? Hardly anything interesting." She'd let out a hum, then a huff, then got more comfortable on the cushion. "I don't enjoy talking about myself much so let's keep it simple shall we?" She didn't wait for an answer before continuing, "Iris is the name, short and sweet. Born in a small village as the Inn Keeper's daughter, learned quickly to start pulling my weight and helping out to make money once I was able to." As she spoke, she started picking off the dried up mud from her dress. "My parents were good to me, loved me, kept me clothed and fed, let me play. I grew and was good at my job in my parent's inn. Helped with cooking, cleaning, bringing out food and drinks, now it's almost second nature to me." She'd stop picking at her dress and sit back up, brushing some hair back that had started to annoy her. "I grew up hearing the stories of others; adventures, merceneries, travling merchants- I fawned over their stories."  Her eyes seemed to shine with exciment as she spoke. "There was something more then our little village, large cities, bustling sea ports, and I wanted to be there. So, I left. My parents wished me luck and now I'm here. Looking for the stories I was told."  Then she shrugged, "If anything, I just want to be in a large city. I'm not sure what I'll do yet when I find one but I just want to be where the people are. I want to be in the sea of strangers who are filled with stories." Iris would draw her gaze back to the old woman, "Any tips for me? Any stories?"