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?)
As Steinar steps into the tattered tent, he takes in the surroundings, the dimly lit space, and the pungent smell of the swampy town. Despite the eerie atmosphere, he maintains his composure, his eyes reflecting a mixture of curiosity and caution. The old hag's words catch her off guard, and he studies the woman's face, trying to discern the reason behind her unexpected welcome.
Seated on the offered cushion, Steinar's gaze meets the old hag's, and he begins to recount his tale. He speaks of his life as a farmer, the challenges he has faced in protecting his village from the dragons, and the resilience of his community in the face of adversity. Steinar shares his determination to find a way to coexist with the mythical beasts and ensure the prosperity of his land and people.
See,
Steinar grew up in a small village nestled between rolling hills and lush fields. From a young age, he was intrigued by the stories of dragons that roamed the land, wreaking havoc on crops and livestock. His family owned a modest farm, and he learned the ways of agriculture from her parents, tending to the fields and caring for the animals.
As he grew older, Steinar witnessed the impact of the dragons' presence on his village. Crops were destroyed, and some of his neighbors lost their livestock to the fearsome creatures. Determined to protect his family's livelihood and his community, Steinar honed her farming skills and sought ways to defend against the dragons.
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