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?))
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“I come from the Vale, I am headed to the city of Aaun to begin trade.” He promptly sat on the cushion “I wrote to you a letter many weeks back about my arrival. I ask for you to provide wisdom in my future for how my travels will go.” Traeliorn looks at the suspended candles “Is this place supported by magic?” He asked the old hag with a suspenseful expression, awaiting their next response.”
Traeliorn was born in the city of Acre on the realm of Almaris to a laboring family. Plowing fields and tending to the farms all his life, the young elf aspired to be more, so off he went to the homeland of his kind - the Vale. There he learned the history, culture, and customs of the Wood Elves which truly opened his eyes having come from a human-majority town. Having grown such a liking for learning new ways, Traeliorn dedicated himself to explore the ways of different races and cultures all throughout the realm, which is where he is now.
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