GoddessSpace

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.” "Hello, I am Sionia Yinmoira, I'm eighteen and a wood elf. I have lived with my sister since I was three. She raised me, I have traveled with her throughout everything. Our parents died when we were younger, I didn't know them as well she did. The reason why I came to this dingy town was because me and my sister wanted a new start to everything so that's what we are doing. We have been by ourselves for some time now. I just want to make my sister proud, and possibly become a healer in the future if I can." *She smiled at the stranger, after she said all that. Sionia wanted to make sure the stranger knew she was friendly and was of no harm* "I do hope that I become have the person my older sister is. She is an amazing person; you might know her. Her name is Aerilaya Yinmoira. We still live in the cove of Nevaehlen, we were born there. We go there whenever we can as we feel welcomed there and at home."