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?))
He stared at her in thoughts,*sight* then he took a seat and looked at her and said "Greetings, I am Morian. I came from a "The Kingdom Of Vikela" while running from a group of humans that threatened to hunt me because I wasn't able to pay my debt to them that I took to fund a small shop which I made to sell some architecture drawings for buildings like houses and ships. Unfortunately, I couldn't keep with the deadline since the shop wasn't making profit as expected. So I had to run away since I couldn't fight them all alone in my current state. And so I gathered some food and tools including a map and a compass and took my path to a city called "The Kingdom Of Balian" which I guess is this one. But before the debt story, A few years ago, I was part of a wealthy family that had power in my old city but lost everything due to scam that my parents fell for while signing a what they call "a good to be true" contract which is why I had to work. I am feeling a bit sad and alone now but I believe my choice was the best I could have made." Morian Then looked at the old hag and saw that she had a small smile in her face, He couldn't know why.
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