Backstory:I lived with orcs for a long time because they adopted me.We lived in a small cave hiding from people that tortured us i never knew who were my real parents but the orcs gave me everything i needed. After a long time with them i left to find my real parents.The frog was my gift for the seventh birthday. And to this day i am still looking for my parents (" i am trying to find a potion to revive my frog companion*I stare at the floor trying not to make any eye contact as i gently start pulling the frog out of the bag telling the witch* "I know you can heal her, this is my last chance"...) Example: (delete this)
"Oh, I just, uh…" you stutter, tensing up. You eye the crone, then back outside the tent. For a moment, the air thickens with anticipation, until…
