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?))
Normally, the scent of moss and old water-warped wood would be a reminder of home, of decaying timber amongst the livelihood of greenery and stagnant water. But here, confronted in the entryway of the tent facing an older lady towards the back, that glimpse of home and the warmth it brings is sapped from her, leaving only a cooling dread in her blood. Her neck hairs raised.
Suliin'yuln keeps her head down and approaches the hag, sitting with crossed legs onto the cushion. She peeks past the hair that curves over her eyes, wary of what she should say.
"My story..? There isn't really much to tell you, ma'am. If you mean my travels so far, then they have been incredibly lengthy and tiresomse and honestly I just feel lucky my legs haven't fallen off from all the walking! The stings and cuts too! But..."
She pauses, biting her lip and looking down at the silver bracelet that decorates her wrist and the glistening ruby in the center. Her namesake.
"If you mean my history. Not much to say really... I learnt everything I know through my father. Plants, trees, making medicine from them, you name it. Got bit pretty bad by an animal a few years ago - my fault for startling it while foraging- and now his leg isn't doing to great, it's a whole thing. Not able to do much more than sell what he taught me to make. But they say there's potions out there, magical ones, that can heal people up to what they were before. I've never seen one, and supposedly the ingredients to make it are very hard to find. But that's all I'm looking for. Just that one small piece. If it can get my dad moving again like he used to, that'll make the journey worth it all. Even the stings."
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