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: As soon as Zurk entered the tent, he was surprised by the old women's hospitality, he himself had rarely received such a warm welcome in his life.
I am Zurk the White Orc. *he said*
I come from the distant orc tribes, since I was young I was ostracized by my tribe and my parents disowned me because of my unusual skin color.
I'v been hurt a lot in my life and I've been through a lot of hardships, now I'm trying to get back to my tribe and show them my strength in hopes that they'll accept me back.
Zurk told the old women that he have to go somewhere, Zurk walk outside the tent to take a breath and go back on the road on his way to continue his journey.
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