Mark Kaley

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?)) My Story? Well, if you want so. I am Mark, Mark Kaley. I was born in a family Of not Wealth and not Poverty family, just a regular kid. I have Mom and Dad. Dad is Salesman and goes with Ship, selling food and resources needed for life. My Mom is a Cook. Works in town Nevaehlen. She is good at her job. I, on other side, want to be Something like my father. I Want to travel the World, to find new places, to explore world in front of me. Now I am 19 and i am ready for adventure. My story isnt much big, because It Just Started... "Oh, I just, uh…" you stutter, tensing up. You eye the crone, then back outside the tent. For a moment, the air thickens with anticipation, until…

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?)) My Story? Well, if you want so. I am Mark, Mark Kaley. I was born in a family Of not Wealth and not Poverty family, just a regular kid. I have Mom and Dad. Dad is Salesman and goes with Ship, selling food and resources needed for life. My Mom is a Cook. Works in town Nevaehlen. She is good at her job. I, on other side, want to be Something like my father. I Want to travel the World, to find new places, to explore world in front of me. Now I am 19 and i am ready for adventure. My story isnt much big, because It Just Started... "Oh, I just, uh…" you stutter, tensing up. You eye the crone, then back outside the tent. For a moment, the air thickens with anticipation, until…