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: ...if you insist, I will answer. I am Talion of the Farost bloodline...well im the only one left so it's more of just my blood now. I didn't know my family my father was gone before I could open my eyes and my mother dead on my birth. many whom I've talked to ask how that doesn't cloud my mind, but I say back to them if events didn't happen the way they did I might not have the love for adventure that I have now. the past isn't something to bring back its something to move on from I plan to make my name as one of the best.
