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?))
Ryos eyes dart up "Me? where am i?" he proclaimed. "i had just awaken from a strange dream in the woods, for i do not remember anything but my name and my race. For i am Sir Ryo Azulus the dark elf" Ryo stammers in confusion wondering his past and what his future holds. For Ryo was a young dark elf from a faraway city. He had been poisoned and used as a test subject not remembering his past. "ah see, must've bonked your head-" and before the hag could finish ryo interrupts "i must find out who i am, learn more about my people, and travel these new lands, learn as much as i can, for i am on a mission to find out my history!". Ryo is a eager young feller for he rushes out the door wasting no time. He sets off on a mission to find more dark elves and learn their ways. The old hag grins as he leaves, knowing he has a wild journey ahead of him taking him to many lands, many kingdoms, meeting all sorts of people, facing all kinds of hardship. Is he ready she wonders?
"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…
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