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?))
John mumbles then says "Pardon me for bothering you, I am a little lost." The hag then questions curiously "Lost?" John pats his own head looking confused "I can not recall anything from the last day,
The last thing I recall is me and my fellow mercenaries walking through the swamps looking for a place to rest for the night, next thing is me waking up nearby covered in mud." He stops for a moment then jumps in his place and yells "Oh no! I'd better get going before I lose track of my friends!" *John Runs off*
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