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?))
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"Oh, its a long story" i said with fellings of fear i was a scared i havent got good memories with people like her tried to stab me in the back. But i am an pretty open guy and felt that this women could be good so i told her my story. i began:"i grew up in family of celts they were only thinking that i will become the master of the house and that i find a wife at ten but when i was 13 disaster struck in the middle of the night i woke up they took my whole family out of my life i havent seen them since then i was prepared my father taught me if they cant defend i should run i jumped out the window since then i lived alone as a nomad i killed three people that i thought were the one that killed my parents.
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