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?)) she would look at the hag with a confused gaze speaking with a gentle voice “what do you mean?” she said as she swiped away the dust on her gown looking around to see if she was safe. The hag chuckled and spoke once more “ its alright hun, so..?” . the hag said as she was still gesturing to the cushion. She was skeptical yet would speak softly before sitting herself slowly on the cushion “ what's my story?.. ” she gazed up as her train of thought came back to her “well I was born and raised in Haelun...” she took a pause, she would place her hands on her chest realizing how she missed her family yet took a breath and snapped back to answering the hags question “ ahem- you see my mother, she's talented in the knowledge of art and my father specializes in science, he works hard almost every day in his lab, my mother wants me to follow in her foot steps but I have... other plans” she would look to the side but realized why she was here an her eyes would light up with joy as she spoke about her dream. She gracefully stood up and holding her fists close to her chest “I want to see what's out there! you know?! I find the world fascinating and exciting! new cities, new places, new foods! ahh so lovely-” She paused as she realized she was rambling, suddenly her cheeks grew a slight pink, embarrassed she bowed to the hag apologizing “I'm sorry! I didn't mean to babble” she said as she quickly shook her hands toward the hag. The hag gave a sympathetic look yet didn't say a word. She would look side to side awkwardly adjusting her gown, as she spoke, her voice was tense “well I should be on my way-..” she said looking toward the exit, backing away slowly. the hag suddenly stood up and spoke “we aren't done yet”.
