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: Ghamonk slowly backs away startled by the old lady and sits down not breaking eye contact, as he got comfortable, he said "I don't honestly know..." in a sad tone, "I was lost and stumbled across this place, I'm not sure is as I wondered off to explore the surrounding area with the rest of the group, I I always struggled to keep up but I never thought they would leave me behind.. abandon me.
(basically an Orc that could not keep up with the rest of it group, they ended up getting split then and after a while of walking Ghamonk came across a shack and cabins)
