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?))
He would drop to the ground and cross his legs. "I'm looking for the remnants of the dwarves I fought with in the Battle of Urguan against the Mori, but I was injured and sent to Haense for treatment. During the attack on Haense, I was rushed out and fell unconscious. I later woke up on a Haense ship heading to this new land. After we disembarked, I wandered up north in hopes of reaching my kin."
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