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?))
Example: The tall, imposing figure donned in dark green steel plate armor had looked down upon the hag. He tilted his head ever so slightly, as if he were about to speak. It was only to be assumed given that their entire face was covered by his helmet. “Mmph.. M-mm-mm-mmph! Mm-mm-mmph, mmph. Mmph.” There is a small pause. “...Mm-mmph? MMMMPH!” The man smacked the side of his head, as if coming across an epiphany. His hands reached behind his head, rustling around and unbuckling the lower head piece of his armor, revealing the man’s mouth. It seemed by design to be made to allow one to still eat while wearing their helmet. “Oi! Sorry about that miss, ol’ food pit was covered up by the helmet!” The man let out a hearty laugh before taking the hag up on her offer and sitting upon the cushion. “Name’s Sorvin, no surname-Nice to meetcha! My story? ‘Fraid I don’t got much of one. Now what I DO got is a hornets nest! And it can be all your to send to your enemies for the low low price of…nothing. I-I don’t know economics, so I’m kinda doin a lotta assumin with the price range here-You know what? I’ll just leave it here for ya if ya want it.” The man takes out an actual buzzing hive and plops in on the floor.
(Hello! A lot of errors occurred which halted me from sending the photo of my character's minecraft skin. Here's an Imgur link that will send you right to it.)
https://imgur.com/a/5odft9Y
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