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:
Pherikr Kicks up his feet onto the table … clearing out his nails with a dagger … starts speaking
“ I’m Pherikr of Al-Qahira … I hail from a land far away from this one … I am a Vagabond … A sword for hire … Wandering the lands in pursuit of Strength and glory … “
he then removed his hood revealing his long brown hair … His olive skin … His sharp eyes …
” I was originally born a Farmhand in a city called Al-Qahira … my family were of a minority sect … they faced prosecution and heavy taxation .., I was raised in shame and oppression and humiliation … such environment cultivated me into the man I am now … “
Pherikr then kicks his feet off the table and crosses his legs …
“ You see … I wasn’t the kind of boy to stand idle and farm whilst my family get Beaten and robbed on the Daily no… I Picked up my grandfathers sword … and took the Alias of ‘Ishari’ … I would soon Begin training with the local garrison … I’d develop my own style of fighting called the Ishari fighting style … As soon as I earned enough coin to buy a Proper sword and armor I decided enough is enough … I have endured enough … No more will I live in shame … “
Pherikr dramatically unsheathed his sword pointing it to the sky
“
I BID MY FAREWELL TO THE ONES THAT I LOVE
THEIR GRIED BUT A FLEETING FEELING …
ILL JOURNEY SO FAR FOR THERES GLORY TO FIND AND ILL FILL OUT MY ENTEY IN THE ANNALS OF TIME …”
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