Lara Not The Croft One

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?)) As the old rag raises her head to me, I feel a shiver running down my spine but I was raised not to judge people by their looks. The evil-looking old woman recognises my face, which sets me at ease, she then asks me to sit, which I reluctantly obey and sit on the cushion that she pointed at. "O-Oh..Hi! My name is Lysanor, and I lived among the Darkspawn. My father was a vampire hunter from a distant land...celia'nor, if I'm not wronged, for my mother she was a renound warrior and she..." I say as I sigh softly "She used to protect me while my father was away, but of course, as it happens most of the times..my dad..he has never come back.." I keep trying not to lose my composure, but I am not sure of how much I am succeding "Me and my mom ended up assuming that my dad was dead so we fled away to the outskirts of the same city my father has mentioned before in order to try and find me, but I was too young, and my mom took some precautions with me, we never got too far from our house. I was raised by my mother alone, but unfortunately, she caught up the plague, and as expected, she did not live through it.." My voice starts to break as my tears roll down my face and I grip on the skirt of my dress tightly. "I ended up being expelled from the house as I had no resources to keep paying for it..I eventually hid on a cave for protection and tried to work on some farms to earn money to atleast buy food..I'd be lying if I say that I never stole some..but it was needed for my survival.." I end up drying my tears up and facing the old had "I am finally old enough to get out, explore the city of celia'nor..and who knows if I end uo finding out my own father..." I stand, determined. Soon enough, my face turns pale, as I notice that I just told the whole story of my life to a creepy stranger.