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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?)) The orc, Apek, would be walking through the muddy swamp as he arrived to a smalol dim town. He would eventually meet with an old hag and would answer her various questions "What do you want, old Human?" he would say, angry at the questioning- thinking somewhat he had been in trouble. As he calmed down, he would respond to her "My story is simple, I want food and money, and to not have trouble like you questioning me every chance you get." he'd say. "I come from a village like this where me and my brothers ate frogs and other swamp creatures to live, so I came here to live my new life after leaving home because it is what I am used to." The hag looked back at him, cackling. "And what is it you seek in this new life? Is it only sustenance?" Apek glowered at the hag. "When my village is provided for, I wish to become strong and to join one of the large clans. I wish to bring my kin to the Iron Horde."