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 don't have much to share about myself, I've effectively become a nomad after scrounging up lost, but serviceable equipment throughout my journey. I've not much to my name and I... don't have anyone, no friends no family who can help me... not after I decided to leave for my own selfish reasons."
"I was born to a family in a small village of Waldenia, we own a small bakery and I would help the family business when I was young. Not just that, but I was also a part of a Militia to keep the village safe during our rotations. Overall, I had a very stable, yet humble life. It's just... at the time I desired more in what life has to offer..."
"When a group of adventurers and mercenaries passed by, I would over hear their stories of adventure and grandeur, it inspired me to break free from the mundane and strike out on my own. I was a part of a militia and I thought I was capable even if my training was minimal. Overall the prospects seemed promising and even exciting too. So that's when I decided to leave everything behind at the age of 19 and began my own daring adventure."
"At first I thought I could make it big somewhere, but I've not seen any success in this venture and I've become weary as the day and nights go on my lonesome... I wish I can go back to a more peaceful and comforting life like I used to back then, it's been about 7 years already and somhow I'm still alive, but now it just feels like nothing in the world matters anymore but my own safety and survival."
"I just wish whatever gods out there will hear my plea for help and grant me peace that I so sought for in these grim dark times... maybe new friends and companinons who will assist me on my journey through... maybe something to believe or fight for even...?"
"If one thing is to be sure... if my death is inevitable, I'd like to have some meaning to my life, even if it may seem small or insignificant."

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