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.” "Hello, ma'am." I greet with a nod as I take a seat. "It is good to be expected, but rather unexpected." I study the old hag, seeing if I can trust this unexpected development. "I am Laeriel, an adventurer. I come here seeking adventure!" I finally declare as a tenseness pervades the tent. "I hope I meet your expectations."
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