MysticalWezel

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?))

Example:

"Aye, well met, ye ol' crone," Agnarr Saddleback grumbles in his deep, gravelly voice, eyeing the dimly lit tent with suspicion. The scent of rotted wood and wet moss makes his nose twitch, but he finds a vacant cushion and reluctantly takes a seat. Adjusting the weight of his warhammer, he leans forward, his fiery amber eyes fixed on the hag.

"I'm Agnarr Saddleback, a dwarf seekin' enlightenment and desperate not to be like me father. Grimli Saddleback, he succumbed to the curse of greed, lost everythin' in his relentless pursuit of wealth. He was a skilled miner, always searchin' for the next vein of precious ore. The lust for gold consumed him, and he spared no thought for the well-bein' of his kin. Me mother, Sigrid, suffered in silence as his greed drove a wedge between them. The pursuit of riches brought not joy, but great sorrow to our home.

Me mother, she was a gentle soul, and his actions weighed heavily on her heart. Her once-joyful spirit crumbled under the weight of his obsession. She never recovered from the sadness his greed inflicted upon our family. It's the memory of her sufferin' that fuels me quest for balance and wisdom. I aim to break the cycle of greed that shattered me family. So, I've left me home with one goal - to be a better man than me father and to find knowledge. The stories tell of hidden knowledge, and I aim to uncover them on me own. This is why I'm here, in this swampy, dim town. What say ye, old one? Have ye heard of such ancient teachings in these parts?" Agnarr's gruff voice softens as he recounts the painful history of his family, revealing a vulnerability beneath his sturdy exterior.