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?))
```scylla draws close, eyeing the beast suspiciously``` "hello fair creature, my tale is short. I am but a simple barmaid, working for my the inn of my parents, and their parents before. I'm on a supply run, looking for exotic ingredients. Why have you been suspecting me?
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