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?))
Example:
“My name is Cedric Ironhart, and I come from the village of Thornfield. Born into a family of skilled blacksmiths, I spent my early years amidst the clang of hammer on anvil, the heat of the forge, and the comforting smell of hot metal. My father, Gruff Ironhart (npc), was a master blacksmith, and he instilled in me a love for the craft.
From a young age, I showed a natural affinity for martial skills and an insatiable curiosity for tales of knights and dragons, some years Thornfield was raided, my father fought valiantly but fell to overwhelming odds. Witnessing his sacrifice ignited a burning desire within me to defend Thornfield and seek justice for my family.
Determined to become a skilled warrior, I set forth on a journey across the medieval lands.”
*With his story being told he looks at the woman ready for her anwser and for what the future have prepared for him*
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