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?))
"Me? Are.. are you talking to me?", the young man asked in a naive and confused town. "Look, woman.. or lady, I don't know how you refer to women in these parts. As you might be able to tell, I'm terribly confused and lost. Not even I know how I stumbled into this place", he added, while looking around the tent of maroon color. "I got here by complete accident, so it makes no sense for you to be expecting me; you must be confusing me with somebody else, although, that seems hard knowing I'm the only idiot running around in a wolf pelt. You people are not like mine upnorth.".
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