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.”
"Expecting.. me? How could you expect me for I have just arrived!" The young elf was very friendly and her voice soft as silk, she would sit down as she looked at the person who had addressed her upon her arrival "My.. story? Hm.. I come from a home full of love and my belly has not known hunger once.. But I seek.. exploration.. I seek to explore the beautiful nature I have been granted to grow up in, mother nature has been kind to me and I wish to repay her generosity to me and my people.. I seek to show that her blessings upon me have not been dwindled.. and for father, he who has allowed me to eat and have a comfortable life not knowing hunger once, I wish to repay his kindness tenfold.. " The young female elf would light up talking about her dreams about what she wanted to do.. "I have legs, so i will walk, I have arms, so I must climb. I have eye's to enjoy this beautiful world, I have a tongue so I must give praise to the House of Sylvaeri."
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