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.”
"My story isnt the important one..." *she stop, thinking of her mother and return to the woman
"I born in a very lovely and warm family, my mom is or was...i dont know if she is still alive, a priestess...i miss her. That is why im travelling back, to meet her and stay with her" *She put her hand near the Fire, to warm them
"She sent me away, to know the world, to understand how It works and how to thrive alone..."
*She stop taking from her pocket a ring, given by her mother and play with It in her hand as She continue.
"...it was nice to travel for so many years, and mom was quite right, travelling gives you the knowledge to live at the best you can"
*as her hand became warm, and her fatigue relaxed a bit, She stood up thanking the woman and Say some last Word, watching the route to bring her home.
"It was a nice years of journey...thank you for the chat"
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