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?))
"Sorry you've been what?" Zephyr looks at the hag confused. Despite this, curiosity gets the better of him and listens to her, carefully taking a seat as to not disrupt the surroundings. "So.... How did you know I would come here?." Realizing he forgot to introduce him self, Zephyr has a moment of internal panic as he quickly says: "Oh, sorry, forgot to introduce myself, I'm Zephyr Kaze. I'm from originally from Haense and after a few years I'm deciding to come back."
