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.”
He was born and grew up in a decent family in an average city, he lived in peace until he was about 9 years old, but at that point life took a turn for the worst.
He lost his Father in a brutal war and was now part of a sinister clan. Alongside a brother he had to survive in a wicked world. But with his bravery and courage, he managed to remain out of reach of danger and overcome all odds. This has turned him into the man he is today.
Powerless to change the past, he now works a small job with low pay. By doing so, he hopes to leave the past behind and finally find purpose to life he has never had.
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"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…
