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: (delete this)
Im Alfie the Great. Son of Alfie the Herbalist. At the age of 5 my village (Deus) was attacked that lead to the death of my parents. Everyone except me was brutally slain by the Emperor called Anvil Asgard. I hid in a barn near the ranch and just prayed that they won;t find me. After 3 days i was short on food and water and decided to go into the ruins of Deus. While getting water from the river a viking grabed me. At first i resisted and tried to get free. Shortly after i saw that hes not a danger and started talking with him. He seemed like an OK guy so i asked him if hes with someone. He told me about his villgae (Tragistan) and asked me if i wanted to join. After that i became one of them. After 13 years at the age of 18 i decided to go on a adventure in the forbidden land. And thats how i got here.
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