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?))
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"Oh, I just, uh…" you stutter, tensing up. You eye the crone, then back outside the tent. For a moment, the air thickens with anticipation. She turns back to the lady and says softly "my name is andromeda.." she looks up to the stars sighing taking deep breath in and breathing out shallow before continuing "I'm 18 years old and trying to find place to call home to say the least, I was abandoned when I was younger and raised in this small village bit past the mountains. This old lady named Ella raised me, she was as sweet as flowers in spring and as bright as the sun" she sighs in remberance. She then shakes her head going back to the conversation "she sadly pasted away when I was 13, and since then I have been running rouge on my own. It was rough growing up never really having money but we made it out of what we had. I'm just now trying to move on from that town to hopefully move to a new town or kingdom and start a new life." She smiles sweetly "what about you?"
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