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-I was in the back of my house in my garden when all of a sudden I felt a sharp pain in the back of my head an then everything went black I woke up like two miles from here when I saw your light I ran towards it" I said "well what village did you live in" said the old hag "let me step out side for a second" when I got outside another sharp pain.....
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