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?))
Olivia bows low, she speaks. “Thank you for welcoming me,” she says, her voice tinged with weariness and caution. She takes the offered seat, smoothing her tattered cloak as she sits. “I come seeking answers,” Olivia begins, her gaze flickering to the floating candles before settling on the hag’s weathered face. “I came from far from here, I wanted to seek Knowledge and Insights of new lands so my Family can prosper with any assistance i can give them.” Her voice falters, and she lets out an awkward laugh, quickly stifling it with a cough.
“I heard whispers of this place, of your wisdom. Perhaps you can help me guide me through these unknown lands.” She clasps her hands tightly, her greenish skin glinting in the dim candlelight. “I will do what I can to repay your kindness.”

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