NotKumaine

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?))

"I can't remember all of it, too much beer" -said Bjorn while laughting- But he tried real hard and remembered the face of his brother, Ivar, with his axe pressed in his brother's chest and his grin reflected in his brother's eyes. Bjorn could smell the fear of his brother turning into rage, and how he starterd to yell at him, throwing snow and rocks to Bjorn. Ivar tought that it was unfair that his little brother was so much stronger than him, and that he could not get the throne. So Bjorn tried to calm him down, but he only made it worse, making Ivar yell so much that snow started falling from the roof of their house. Bjorn was stunned, and tried to go away, but without noticing how much he was close to the cliff. Ivar, filled with envy and rage, got up and threw his axe at Bjorn, hitting his back and making him fall. Bjorn survived only thanks to an elderly elf, that cured him and stayed by his side for 5 years. Bjorn then chose to explore a bit of the world to gain knowledge, money and power to make hi brother pay.