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?))
*She sit downs, feeling the damp air cling to her clothes.*
"I was born in much quieter woods than this, but i left them years ago when something woke beneath the roots. I've been walking ever since."
*her eyes shift upwards, now looking steadily at the old woman*
"along the way one of your townsfolk stopped me and began to guide me here, So now i am here."
*She Averts her gaze to the floating candles*
"Im not sure why or how you know me. But if fates taken me here i am ready."
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