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Your character has just arrived in a swampy, dim town. As they look around, their gaze is met with shacks and cabins. It smells of rotted wood and wet moss. They 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?))

As Christophus sat on the cushion, with his body in excruciating pain from his wounds he tried to clear his throat from some of the blood and greet her “Hello! After the crushing defeat at Hellhorn I ran for my life as I was being chased by the enemy. Since then I’ve been in search of a ship to return home and report to my father.” As he was trying to over come the pain and explain to the old hag what his business was here he fainted!