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 was born in Haense, my parent were named Alex and Chrystine, we used to live in a small house in the capital, until the mori attacks started” he made a pause as he remembered the day his parents died “They were going to a small village near the capital when they got attacked by a mori” said “Well after that a doctor named daniel who saw my parents die decided to adopt me, he teached me a lot of things including how to write, cook and a few other things and then a few days ago he asked me to visit one of his friends in Helious”
