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?))
(For some reason, I couldn't write the rest of the physical description. I will continue it here, it will be short.)
[...] Wistheryum wears light clothes, fancy styles and very minimal accessories. By the way he presents himself, most confuse him for the opposite sex. Adorned with a few gold lines, he also carries leather bags to store herbs and things he finds along the way.
His hair is really, really long. His eyes are almost red, due to albinism, that also affects his vision.
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Response:
"I apologize for the invasion." He speaks politely, bowing slightly as he finds his way to the cushion, sitting down as he was told. "Been expecting me, you say? I can assure you my story is just like any other," The man speaks in an almost melodic tone, smilling gently at the woman. "But of course, I can tell you the beginning of it, since the end is also a mystery for me."
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