ItsMeWeiLan

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?))

Celeste tilted their head slightly, their pale eyes talk to the hag and the tattered tent with the same cool, neutral gaze they might offer a peculiar geographic sample. They made no move to sit, as the gesture was ambiguous.

"This is top 3 things I never expected to hear from an... old hag whom I've never met. Was there a bounty of me that you happen to see somewhere in this...slum that maybe offers you a couple million if you catch me? Because I feel like there's a bounty on my head, as I've managed to offended some.. righteous nobles with my peculiar research you see."

Celeste paused for a bit with the thoughtful expression on their face

"My apologies, what was that you wanted from me? Ah yes, my story..

Unfortunately I do not have an interesting enough story to amuse you, I do have a mission though. That is to offend all insufferable nobles. Why, you ask? Nothing in particular, they just pissed me off immensely.."