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?))
"o-oh you have?" Ashlow begins to sit on the cushion and beckon. " I'm sorry I got lost and wandered in this town. I hope you wont mind me asking where is thrival village?"
Character Name: Ashlow
Character Race: High Elf
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 19
Physical Description: my character has brown eyes and black hair. hes is kinda tall for his kind and weights 125lbs. he mainly weres royal were atire
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