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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?))
"well what can I tell you... I'm just an adventurer that looks for place where he can start his own Adventurer town"
Old hag looks at me and ask " Why do young adventurer like you want to start some kind of Adventurer town?"
" because I want place where I can come back because I lost one and I want to give every Adventurer that kind of palce" I said with a little bit of sadness in my voice
Old hag ask again " What do you mean you lost your place?"
" Few years ago my home village where I lived with my Family was attack, plundered and burn down and I'm only one who escaped every one else was killed, I saw how my parents and my little sister was killed i front of my eyes... " I said while little tear drop form my eye
" Ah... I will be going" I said
Old hag said for goodbye " I hope you will find place for your town, good luck on your way"
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