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?))
Example:*Perrin glanced around a bit as he went to take a seat where the woman had instructed.* "I'm nothing really, just a smith who tries to protect the world from the evils that hide in the shadows like I used to back in my small village. Where we were plagued by beasts that came from the woods." *He explained a bit about his life back home in his small village where is father first taught him how to fight and swing a hammer. After ab it he shifted in his seat due to not used to answer questions like this.* "Now I'm wandering all around the world to see where else I might be of use, I prefer to fight with a hammer but I can also fight with a axe." *Perrin explained as he gestured to the the hammer he carried on his belt.* "I someday want to maybe become a normal smith but for now, I feel as though I must keep fighting."
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