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?))
Sitting down in silence as he looks up to the hag he shares the tent with, "Odd thing to say when we have never met before, don't you think..?" Moving his right hand down towards his dagger on his waist incase he needed it for quick access and defense, "I come here for my own reasons and no one else's" Staying quiet has his takes the dagger from his hip and places it on his lap for intimidation and to let her know he is armed, "I was exiled from my village years ago, traveled and lived in the forest, it changes and shapes those who are not prepared for it, yet I am still here.." Grasping the hilt of his dagger tighter, "Now why did you want to know and how do you know who I am.."
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