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 I breathed in the cool air of the tent, I shrugged off the humidity of the swamp and turned to the hag that greeted me and sat in the seat she had indicated. After all, she was the one I had journeyed all this way to see.
“I’ve come far from my village in search of a new life. Sun rays pouring through the clouds and the birds chirping in the morning dew. Heading back from the marketplace I saw a poster of the city of Pavia saying they are in need of a Jewelry Maker. Luckily for me, my family was known for their craftsmanship, so I’ll be just right for the job. I packed up my stuff and headed off on the journey. Afternoon wind flowing through the town, rustling up leaves and leaving a mess for the street cleaners.
“Traveling through meadows, woods, and over hills I found myself unfamiliar with the surroundings. Fewer birds in the air and a noticeable cold sending shivers up my spine. The sun began to set behind the trees as I made my way to the bottom of the rocky hill. Climbing my way up I began to feel oddly light headed and passed out. I awoke several hours later to a cold breeze. Getting up I felt dizzy and took my canteen out to drink some fresh water. Walking up to the top of the hill I noticed in the distance a campfire smoke coming from a swamp a ways away. Making my way down the hill, nearly stumbling down, I made my way into the swamp.
“Just past a fallen swamp tree I saw some old buildings and a raggedy old tent. As I made my way over there I drenched my shoes in the muddy, murky waters. After walking for some time, I noticed a small dimly lit town. I made my way through the town up to the tent in hopes there might be someone there who could offer directions.”
