kris414

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.” She freezes up before awkwardly moving to sit on the cushion. She fidgets with her hands and is doing her best to maintain eye contact with the hag. "Um, I... I'm Penelo. I am from Haelun'or originally, but I left because..." She pauses. "Personal reasons..." She keeps her hands on her lap and looks to the floor. The hag looks intrigued, but she doesn't speak. "I have just been wandering to wherever my legs take me, so I really must be going." She gets up to leave and gives a forced smile to the hag. The hag flashes her yellow teeth in response to Penelo. Penelo starts to leave a bit quicker to hide her expression.