Your character has just arrived in a swampy, dim town. As they look around, their gaze is met with shacks and cabins. It smells of rotted wood and wet moss. They 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?))
Phoebe looked down at the grass.she was thinking. She sat dreading telling someone her life but she felt a sense of need to tell.
"my family and home were destroyed when i was young".
it's not something she particularly likes to think about a lot, but it is something that she must tell "when i was 8 raider destroyed my fathers farm killing him and my mother in the hurt for gold that did not exist"
Phoebe looked around herself struggling to continue but as she had already started so she felt that she must go on
"i was the only survivor, the only reason i got away was because my father screamed at me to run"
The air feels thick and Phoebe's body feels heavy, she hates having to relive her parents murder. It took her years to no longer hear her mother scream in pain as the raiders killed her, she looked to the ground again the smell of the moss grounding her.
"I have no clue how I got away that day but I did, I have no clue how they did not catch up to me, life after that was tough i moved around a lot town to town working on farms here and there...." phoebe trailed off she had done things to survive on the streets she thought for a moment, trying to focus on her breathing on her heart beating beneath her chest, she was all too familiar with the feeling about talking about her years on the streets but she must get it off her chest, she doesn’t care if the hag thinks of her any differently, mostly because the old women didn't really know her.
" i robbed people,killed people just to get what i wanted, i became the thing that killed my mother and father"
Phoebe looks at the hag in the dead in the eyes, waiting, waiting for the women to shout to scream to fight, do something, but nothing ever happens, the explosion doesn't come, the hag just sits there waiting for Phoebe to continue.
"the only reason that i am here is because i have run out of place to run, i want to change and live, i do not want to hurt people just so i can survive anymore"
Phoebe stands up getting ready to leave, she opens the flap of the tent, the rush of the cold air brings her back to life, the night sky reminds her that she is still alive and no one is coming to get her. She takes one more look behind her shoulder and takes a deep breath
"i have zero regrets about what i have done, and i would do it all over again if it meant i did not starve or go cold in winter"
And with that she leaves into the dark of the cold night the stars being the only light that will guide her.
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