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 hello" he says as he goes to sit down " yes my story so ive been traveling for a good 3 years now and ive decided i wanna stay somewhere for a while..." he sighs " i once had a very pretty farm sadly we... we were atacked" you see as he says this a little tear welds up in his eye "atacked by a group of orcs. ive been running from them although i dont think they are following me. Now i just wander around the world finding food and allies along the way" he smiles softly as he wipes the tear away "and now im here so yeah thats my story"
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