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?))
&Azael starts depicting his story* "This happened long ago when the sky was painted red." *Azael, an orphan is a small Dark elf. *" My parents... were killed when a rival village raided the town when I couldn't even defend myself." * He was taken in by an older man whom he called his grandfather. * "I became fond of my grandfathers bane and thus adopted the man’s name. From that day forth I became known as Azael. The old man taught me ways of surviving, training me in the bow, and the blade." As a boy, Azael showed a tremendous amount of potential and was quite adept in all of the skills. When he came of age, he went out into the world to serve as a protector. He travels , offering his services as a protector to those who would pay for them. While he may be young, he is a capable fighter. He has learned much from his mentor, and he is sure to learn more as he travels .
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