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 says with a soft tone" I am Krognag a Uruk from a distant clan from here, I am in this town to trade for resources I have many leathers and meats in my wagon. "He sighs loudly" My story? I was banish from my clan for falling in love with a human woman, My clan gave me mercy and just banished me since my father was a respected warrior among them. "He raises his voice in anger "Those bastards in town where my love was in wouldn't let me in just for my race. I know orcs have rage but I - "he starts getting even louder" MANAGE MY RAGE. "he starts getting less angry" I prove to them that I can be a useful orc in human world.
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