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?)) "Hmph..." Kalina is suspicions of the old hag, however with no idea where she is Kalina is forced to trust her. "well... I'm a simple traveler, and... I... I don't quite remember..." Kalina rubs her chin in confusion "wait... what do you mean you've been expecting me?" Kalina points at the old hag.
