MrsPrairiePlayz

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?)) Example: (delete this) Being of little courage he simply sat down and accepted the old hags commands, he cleared his throat and began in a quiet voice, "Well, I fare from a small cottage in Petra, my ma and pa live there. I was taken from a young age from a bandit camp along with two other babies. I came to this town to find books, I love learning and want to read every book there is."

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?)) Edith gave a warm smile to the old women sitting in the dim lighting of the tent, she hadn't the heart to tell her she had to wrong person so she began in the beginning. ` Well, I have just gotten into town a week or so ago and decided to stop by to see you.` Edith spoke softly.

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?)) Dhvasta eyed the beldam but didn't have the heart to explain that it wasn't who she thought, she set her mighty broad battleaxe against the stockade of the tent and sat crosslegged, she opened her mouth to begin speaking but nothing came out, she took a deep breath before contiuing on.. ` I moved here from a small cave system north of here, I lived with my seven children who have all passed, now that I've grown more mature I decided I should leave and find my place somewhere else and so off I went, to find new lands and interesting people. `