Venomdeathtrap

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?)) As I ventured deeper into the swamp town, I discovered a worn-out tent where a wise old hag sat. Intrigued by her wisdom, I barged in and said “Hello,” I say adamantly as I sit down at a open chair “I would love to hear some wisdom from such a wise being as yourself.” I say with curiosity “I would like to go on an adventure as I haven’t been out of my dwelling in a while.” While I say this I am looking directly at the hag. “I would be willing to go on the adventure you recommend, and I will come back and tell you how it went.” “I’ll also be willing to pay for the information and give you a great tale of my amazing adventures when I come back.” I get the information that I’m looking for before waving at them happily and walking out.