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: *sits on the cushion and after questioning the old hag that why were whe expecting me and after some conversation starts telling* "I am Celeborn Max, I don't know where ı was born but I was raised by a party of human adventurers as they told me they found me at a middle of a forest near a cave that is home for a Jormun Basilisk after killing the basilisk they took me with them. They told this story of them finding me whenever someone asks who am I " *giggles lightly with joy but suddenly his expression becomes sad* "I wish I could hear it one more time" *a tear drop falls from his eye* "they raised me like one of their own they tought me how to use sword, spear, dagger and bow at young age. I start fighting alongside them at age of 13 mainly shoot enemies from a safe distance sometimes had to engace in close combat too but it was great to be honest living with them was so great we traveled and adventured non stop sometimes it was harsh and dangerous sometimes very calm and easy but" *sighs and his face expression becomes some what sad and angry* "one damned day we went to an adventure to hunt down two Drakes but when we arrived at the last place they were seen there were no drakes we searched the surrounding area and suddenly we comed face to face with a Drakaar we tried to fight with it becouse we knew trying to escape was useless bc that beast would easly catch us with no other change we fought the beast some how we managed to injure that damned beast but it murdered everyone I was the only one standing I shoot it in the eye and tried to run away but bastard caught me holding me and showing me the dead bodies of my party members, ppl who I see as family all of them were laying dead and bastard start talking it said"
-look at them all of them are dead pathetic and stupid you stupid creatures, pathetic-
"when that jerk hold me close to it's face I reached for it's eye I pulled out my arrow out of it's eye and cutting a chunk from its eye with my dagger while pulling my arrow then it tossed me to ground and said:"
-you stupid pice of sh** fu** you don't even deserve to die you little pice of sh** I am not gona kill you but gona leave you with your grief and hatered-
"while holding it's bleeding eye then it flew away leaving me with dead bodies of my party members and a chunk from it's eye and few scales that fell while fighting I took 2 scale I kept one of the scales to remember the color of the drakaa and burried the other one near a tree and marked the tree so if I lose the scale I can come back to get the other one also took the pice of the eye to look at it and remind my self to take revenge on that jerk and to start with it's other eye then I digged a grave for my party members and burried them after paying respect I swore to take revenge on that drakaa then I start looking for a place to rest and heal my injuries from that fight.So if you have can you give me some health potion or a bandage and few sticks to deal with my injuries."
"Oh, I just, uh…" you stutter, tensing up. You eye the crone, then back outside the tent. For a moment, the air thickens with anticipation, until…
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