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:
"In the midst of the swampy, dim town, I find myself in a tattered tent illuminated by suspended candles. An old hag, her gaze knowing, beckons me to a cushion. She senses familiarity, as if my presence was expected. I settle in and begin, "My journey led me here, following whispers of untold stories and hidden truths. The allure of the unknown brought me to this enigmatic town. And now, at this convergence of fate and curiosity, I'm here to unravel the purpose of our meeting." The hag's eyes gleam, bridging the gap between our intertwined paths."
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