JammyDodgerX

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: "Oh, I just, uh…" you stutter *Reeve would take a seat wary* "Its just you know its been rough growing up The way I have " *Reeve looked into the old hag's eyes and proceeds to tell his story.* "I guess its hard huh the way I have." "So I've always struggled to grow up and fit in my family's always called me a pathetic boy, You know and they are right." "I cant even lie about that" *Reeve would put his head down and carried on talking to the old hag* "But I always think is there that chance that I could be useful That I could be good?" I guess everyone Is not perfect but why can I not be perfect." "I grew up with a brother and a sister My sister got treated like a princess me and my brother was always mistreated we was a nobody we grew up in a small town." "many thieves and robbers and many shady men *Reeve Closed his eyes* And its just been hard ever since then." Having to grow up with a family that does not even know that your they're son its so unfair But I guess that is it I do not wanna waste your time *Reeve put his head up and nodded at the old hag* "But may I just say thanks for your time I guess I better get going" *Reeve offers a hand to the old hag*.