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?))
"Oh... You've been expecting me?... Riiight..." He would look at her with a confused expression but then go back to a calm one and say, - "Alright..." as he sat down, "I am Vasily Igorevich, which means Son of Igor. I come from a family of God-fearing commoners." He would straighten his posture, looking proud of his heritage, - "We are a hard working people. I lived in our village of Polegorod before deciding to leave our family home about 4 years ago. I wanted to adventure, explore our world, go on quests like the tales of old. But as I started to mature I have been doing less adventuring and I've been trying to find a wife to settle with and have a family, a family like my Father did before me."
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