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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?)) He sits down and starts speaking, "Ah it's an interesting and somewhat sad story," he says "I was told that I was adopted by my parents in a village quite some distance from here, after my original parents put me up for adoption because their family was so large they didn't have the resources to care for me.", he puts his hands on his lap and continues speaking, "My childhood with my new parents was interesting... from what I can remember, I and my parents were not exactly what you would call wealthy, my dad and my mother were working all day, everyday, selling clothing adorned with blue and purple patters, and hand-crafted sculptures with what they could get their hands on. This was all keep a shelter over our heads, it taught me the meaning of hard work, when I was a kid I started working too, and everything was working for a while.... until it wasn't...", he then hesitates for a short moment, and then continues speaking, "My parents for a long time were competing with each other about who could create the greatest clothing and sculptures, they spat insults and made fun of each-other, in what I thought was a bit of harmless fun. I then realised it wasn't fun after my parents got into a nasty fight, my mother wasn't very rational and resorted to cheating to get her way which lead to my dad discovering that my mother was stealing the earning behind our back. when I was told this I was horrified... she left with our earnings never to return. Since our savings were empty now, me and my father ventured further to try and make ends meet. I walked until I find this town.... and your strange tent.", He then gets up, "If you have anything you would like to donate, or anyone that wants to buy my creations, that would be appreciated, otherwise I need to get moving."