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?))
The dark elf's eyes would slowly turn meeting the gaze of the hag, with a slightly troubled look she'd sigh before gently pulling down her bandana to messily resting it on her neck, "Ya know.. just passing by-" she'd awkwardly clear here throat while her eyes dart around the room before locking back onto the woman..
--- ”Ah, it’s you. I’ve been expecting you. Sit,” she gestures at a cushion, “Tell me your story.”
Drisra would have a troubled look as she would go to take a seat, "You... were expecting me?" she would say with a concerned tone, believing she had done something wrong on her way to the town and would go to nervously adjust the bandana that is resting around her neck, "I-" she stammers as her skin begins to pale and she, "My father.. i-i was aiding him with skinning the pelt of a rabbit he had caught to sell while we got attacked by a bear.. he passed protecting me from it.." She would start fidgeting with her thumbs and her leg would begin to nervously bounce, "I now wander the lands looking for a purpose.. as my father, the one who would guide me had passed--" she would briefly pause while lightly resting her hands on her shaking leg, she then would stutter slightly before exclaiming to the woman, "i-i.. wish to get stronger and to become one who can protect myself and others who cannot..." Drisra would have an upsetting look on her face before once again pausing- collecting herself before continuing, "i do no wish to witness another fight for me, as before i was unable to do nothing but stand aside.. unable to do anything but run.." Drisra's gaze would then meet the woman's before beginning to stand- lightly patting out the her tunic as she stands and gaze back upon the woman, " i should get going now.." would rest her hand on her bandana and pause before pulling it up, and begin to walk towards the exit of the tent- ducking down as she steps out-

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