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: How I would respond to the smells of rotten wood and wet moss. Would think to be a fire is being lit up right now or that we are close to a swap that's where the smell is coming from. I would tell the girl what brings me to dingy town is that "When I was 8 years old, my mother and father use to live there when they got killed by a guy name "Maxim" my mom gave me her necklace and when I opened it up it was a small map that needs to something valuable so I wont become poor or sent to an orphanage" "Oh, I just, uh…" you stutter, tensing up. You eye the crone, then back outside the tent. For a moment, the air thickens with anticipation, until…
