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.”
I thought about what to say. I decided to tell her the truth. "Well you see all I wanted was to become the strongest elf in the land. To do that I decided to search for a weapon of ultimate power." The hag appeared quite worried when I said that so I quickly added "Don't worry I won't try to massacre people. I just want to bring justice to those I feel need it and make sure no one relives my childhood. I don't mean any harm in the slightest." The hag then said "Really..." I fidgeted with my hands after saying that so I also told her that she probably made a mistake. "I'm not sure why you've been expecting me but theres probably a mistake. Anyway I gotta go quickly so please tell me where the main road is." After hearing that the hag sighed and stood up.
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