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?))
"I... How do you...?" Zentha stutters as she looks around, tensed up with a cautious look. As she starts to take notice of the run-down state of the tent and the horrid smell in the air, she faces the woman.
"I demand for you to declare how you moved me to this... Establishment," her face set sternly, "for it was as if I appeared here in the blink of an eye. Why do I fail to recall what came before?"
She tries to maintain her composure, but she simply cannot keep the cracks from showing. A chaos of worry drowns her mind, a pure panic cause by the confusion and disorientation. She thinks and thinks, yet why does anything that happened before she came to this swampy village seemed to have vanished from her mind?
Everything gone, except for a single word that keeps crossing her mind. 'Arrow'. 'Arrow'? Why does it keep making its way back to the front of her mind? No matter what she thinks of, it keeps returning, almost trying to pressure the other thoughts away.
"I require you to listen, ma'am. I know only my name, my age and my language. Something happened to me just know, and I shall need your help to uncover what it was. I... Presumably people must be looking for me?" she asked with a slight quiver in her voice, "I am most certain we shall be able to find the way back to where I came from."
She hesitated before speaking further, considering whether to tell the old lady about the word that became an obsessive thought at this point. She saw no hope in keeping it to herself, however, as she knew nothing but the word. Working together with others was the only way to go back to where she belonged. And so she made a decision.
"All I know is 'arrow'. Please help me solve this. Please help me go back home."
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