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.
"Good day." I was quite concerned, as I had never seen this person before. "I'll have to figure myself out of this..." I thought. Well, I come from the village of Etheria. The village elder, Jim, had called me over. I was quite timid, as I was concerned over what this was about. I walked over. Suddenly, The village elder shouted. "YOU MUST GO TO THE TOWN OF THE SWA- KABLOOM. A giant explosion had just occured, and all were dead. However, I survived. Right after that, I ran away to seek my fortune elsewhere and leave my past behind. Not after long, I stumbled upon this village.