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?))
"Hello, hag and well met", comments Dalex Greybeard. He crouches in the small, dank tent as he walks towards the "hag" to take a seat.
"I come from a far away land and a seemingly even further time", Dalex looks off into the distance on nothing in particular and exhales longingly.
"In another life I was a King Warrior. I fought for peace through power. Elves and Orcs learned to fear our small town of farmers, until..."
Dalex again strares off into the dimlly lit corner of the tent.
"Until I was betrayed by two of my closest warriors and exiled. This was many, many years ago and now i find pleasure in the simple things, like my farm"
*Dalex has come far and wide to find a place that is founded on organization and teamwork, and he hopes to have found it here in this "dingy" town. Thank you!*
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