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?))
"How have you been expecting me?", he would be startled as if he was caught off guard, he would then walk slowly into the tent and sit down anxiously on the cushion. "I no longer have the means to fight anymore, I can't watch anymore people fall at the hands of another".

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