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?))
'Walks over and sits down in the chair given by the old lady' and says in a cool and collective manner "If you insist of me in sharing my story I warn you its a tragic one to of had. 10 years ago my Lovers family had to move leaving it unprotected as her family was the protectors of the village I later found out that her parents were killed by the dark spawn. For the next five years was peaceful their was no attacks, no raids. However one night their was a sudden attack by dark spawn in a massive group of vampires, everything was on fire, Building were destroyed anyone that tried to escape met a brutal end. They rounded all of us up, and anyone who spoke out against them would meet with a brutal fait. The village did not take kindly to the deeds. One second they were their the next they were lifeless on the ground. I was not within the group as my parents had hid me from the dark spawn, I watched as they brutally murdered everyone. After that I ran as fast as I can to the last known location of my long lost lover. Its been 5 years since I have seen her and I am hoping to find her in Helios as I have heard rumours of her working for the Roa Family." After he shared his story he had a look of sadness and longingly for both his village and his Lover.
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