Note For Reader;
I wasnt sure if we had to make up a certain random backstory, but I made a random backstory.
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?)) -tension fills the air, the old hag staring at the young woman-With her responding with "I ran, I just ran, I couldn't take it anymore.. I'm tired of running".. -the tension in the air lowering as the old hag hugs the young woman, startling her slightly...
