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?))
"Oh, My story.. There isn't much to say. I have no tale of adventure, no future plans.." He looks around for possible escape routes, as he has gotten used to running. "I've been wandering for a while, going from town to town, trying to.." He pauses, sighs, and continues. "trying to find a place of my own, but no one wants a scruffy looking wanderer.."
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