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: "You've been expecting me? Huh...funny, no one ever says those words to me," you say in a breathy voice, slightly smirking, trying to get any sort of comedic reaction from the woman. The old hag lifts one eyebrow, sending a shiver down your spine. You quietly take a seat on the cushion she gestured to previously and slowly part your lips, taking a deep breath before you begin your long but entrancing tale...
