KingWill

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: "Helga my dear, you haven't aged a day since I last saw you *jokingly*. I was wondering if you had any exotic materials I could use for an experiment I have. She replies "Davy, its been a while and you still owe me from last time" [Davy] "ah how could I forget, two gold was it" [Helga cutting him off] "FOUR GOLD I warned you that the price would increase if you didn't pay it then" [D]*flustered at her sharp wit* haha I see, very well but I expect a discount this time" [H] "Unless you brought me a replacement for that potion you broke last time you ain't getting now discount" "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…