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?)
I would sit " I am Alexander Kane, I am a wondering warrior one you may call as a vagabond. I had traveled for 4 days and fought countless of monster, until I stumbled upon this town wishing for some rest, " I look around the windows and I ask the old hag " Is there a tavern here and if so, would you take me there so I can have a drink? "
