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?))
*looks at the old hag in front of her, she proceeds to sit down at the cushion - She appears to be cautious with her moves, her eyes glued at the person in front of her. She speaks quietly with a soft tone*
*quiet* "Hello, I'm" *stutters* "from a place really far away, I came here with my friend but we ended up being robbed by some thieves on our way to the town. We parted paths as we tried to escape from them, I heard" *short pause* "his screams.. I cannot imagine what they did to him, I don't really want to. I managed to lost them and I.." *short pause, followed by a gulp* "ended up in a dark forest, I found an abandoned house in the middle of the forest so I stayed there for the night. I'm here now, that's what matters, right? I need a purpose," *lets out a quiet sigh* "I need to clear my mind and move forward, otherwise I won't make it far! I" *stutters once again* "will start by finding a job and perhaps focusing on my talents, whatever those are! I will find them, all of them!" *nods to herself, she pushes herself up, looking at the old hag for one last time before turning on her heels and walking out of the tent, with more confidence and courage than before*
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