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: "im a wandering elf, and want to get revenge!
i lost my parents sadly three months after i was born .
Im now trying to fiend the army
of the elves.
So i can help in wars so i can get revenge when im trained!
I come from every were because everyone in my family is
a wandering elve"
"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…
dark blue eyes
not very strong but still strong
1.8 m
60 kg
tattoo on left arm
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