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?))
"You Have??" Andune responds. " But have just arrived here for the first time, how have you expected me?"
The hag only responds with " Tell me your story, young one."
Andune is only to oblige " Will you tell me how you knew of my arrival, say I tell you my tale?"
The hag only nods.
Andune starts to tell her his tale(Im good at writing stories but this is something I would rather explain as if I were in my characters head) of dragon slaying and magic quests to find my long lost brother.(Going of a story written at school) He had been lost for years,after the bandits took him. Our home city has been in ruins for years,but when I checked there,he wasnt thereI told the hag about the many quests for kings and queens I had done,all for money and favors. year after year I searched for my last remaining relative,and only to find nothing.
after finishing the tale Andune looked at the hag,and she said " And your quest has brought you to me?Then I shall send you on a knew quest that may help you fufil your current one.
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