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?))
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Quickly hovers his hand over the handle of his massive war hammer as he hears an unfamiliar voice, he then eyes up the stranger, observing her thoroughly before replying with strong broken accent "ah, have ya?" he decides to keep standing, not fully trusting the woman, despite her harmless look. He takes a minute of silence and then continues "why me story interests ya?"
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