Auditsy

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?)) He looks around for a moment surprised to see anyone in this swamp. "I don't know why you would be expecting me of all people, but if you insist." He takes a seat on the surprisingly well kept cushion. "I left my family behind in order to better myself and hone my craft." He looks her up and down studying her every move. "I want to be the best smith in all the lands and have people come from far and wide to see my work. No one believes I can do it just because I'm a wood elf and we make bows blah blah blah… I'm tired of hearing it so I had to leave!" He stands up ready take his leave. "So im sorry but unless you have something to help me, I'll be on my way because I have a long way to go before I make a name for myself."