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?))
"Hello." I say meeting her gaze. "I'm here looking for someone. Perhaps you can help me." I look around the tent to take in my surroundings as I was trained to do. "I'm looking for a young man; slightly shorter than me, dark hair, brown eyes." I once again match gazes with the women "Have you seen any one of the sort come through here?" I ask with a tone that demands an answer.
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