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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?))
I quickly scan the tent before siting and staring at the hag for a moment, searching her face for any hit of worry. I've never been one to visit such places but I had herd she might know something of leu's whereabouts.
I sit up and straighten myself in my seat
"im not here to waste time. im here for information, if your as all knowing as they say you should already know everything"
the hags eyes light up "a difficult one aren't you?"
she looks down for a moment, seemingly collecting her thoughts before speaking again
"...your friend your here to find him, yes?"
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