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?))
nerret sits down in a cross legged position."I'm going to be the most evil villain there ever was and ever will be." He says while smiling, but not an evil smile, a happy smile. The old hag raises one eyebrow while trying to get a grip on this figure that is sitting across from her."basically, I will get together a group of likeminded individuals, or people I like. and with my friends we will.." He pauses "defeat our nemeses.""you're passionate I can tell you that." The old hag says. "I've been causing havoc to my town for years now." The old hag knows he's lying. "but I wan't to expand my wrath" "It would sure be unexpected to see you as a villain." She says."It's my weakness." He's looking sad, but it's the kind of sad where the face implies it's your fault. "I am leaving. You're lucky I spared you..." But he still waves the old hag goodbye.
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