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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?))

"I , am Galladon Gallex I come from lands afar to search for a lord to accept my talents I wish to serve a lord worthy of both my sword and my person."

"Oh, I just, uh…"  Galladon stutter, tensing up. You eye the crone, then back outside the tent. For a moment, the air thickens with anticipation, until…
"My Previous Lord died in a battle I have came here to find a lord to redeem myself by protecting him till death. I come from a small seaside village that relied on the lords forces to protect it" Galladon clears his throat and continues with "These Knights that I seen as a child where those of chivalrous tales in on their own. One took a liking to me and decided I was worthy of being his squire" Galladon thirsty begins to drink out of his jug furthers the conversation with "At the Age of 15 I was allowed to join in battles I saw my first great battle at 16 a battle that would shape my life forever. The lord promised me a life of many victories and much glory if I chose to be his bodyguard, so I did. Fate however was not kind at 17 He would be killed by stray arrow... one of our own arrows" Galladon with watery eyes says "Every day since then I wondered if I would be able to redeem myself now I realize I can and I will. I shall find a lord worth my sword and my life and I will serve him faithfully until death stops me. First stop on my trip is the brave kindom of the barrowlands where hopefully I shall find someone who is true and who is strong.