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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?))
"I come from an underground village, and I come from a distinguished family, though not one you're familiar with, called the Stone family. I grew up with my nanny, Angel, and my brother, Brick. We aspired to be important people in this village, but my brother was jealous of me because I was the eldest. I wanted to change this and always put him first in everything, but his jealousy grew stronger every day. Then one day, he and a friend burned down one of our village houses, claiming they saw me do it. But the villagers didn't believe them because I was well-behaved and had been out hunting with my father." He said putting his arm on his chest "Now, back to my family's story. My family grew up in caves, but there was a constant threat to us called the Orcs. They lived in a cave near ours, and we had almost daily battles with them. But that night, when I was 14, my father went to fight the Orcs with the villagers, and he never returned." Edward shed a tear "After that incident, I vowed to myself that I would show no mercy to the Orcs and would avenge my father." Edward stomped his feet on the ground