Mandy_Star

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?))

“Well, I came from a small village inside the caves to the southeast of here” I point to the direction where there is a mountain range “It’s not very far, just a few days of travel. I grew up and lived there my whole life, but they sent me towards a swamp, where there would be a small village, which seems to be here” I look around, observing the wooden houses and the paths “I don’t know why they sent me here, it doesn’t seem like a place where a dwarf with armor would need to do anything, but well, since I’m here, what would I have to do?” I look up at the old witch, waiting for an answer.