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?))
"After the tragic event of the night of darkness, I've lost all I've known. The only thing that keeps me going is the thought of exacting revenge upon the few that took everything from me. I've been wandering these swampy halls for quite some time now, finally finding myself here. I've heard a rumor of a powerful witch residing in these parts, and if there's anyone that can help me find answers, it's you..." *Enzo says gritting his teeth, lowering hisgaze towards the floor*. "I came from a large family, I was the eldest son". * Enzo said finally looking back up towards the lady* I was out working when- *He chokes on his words slightly* "'They' attacked...leaving nothing and no-one behind. They showed no mercy to children and women alike. We wasn't poor but certainly not rich. I keep asking myself what could they have wanted...?
* He stands up and slowly approach the lady* "Is it true? Are you able to locate anyone...?" *Enzo bows his head as he gets on both knees*
"Please...I will do anything, I will be in your debt. Can you help me?"
Recommended Comments