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?))
-he stayed quiet for a moment, taking in the inside of the tent, blinking at the candles floating over his head before looking back at the hag. His eyes were sharp, piercing.- "I...dont r e m e m b e r " -he masked his worry and stress over this fat well but some emotion still shown, like light through cracks in a wall.-
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