Shauton

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?)) "I did not don the clothes of Humans and leave Amaethea to be stalked by an old Witch asking questions." He takes his seat at the old worn-out cushion, seemingly filled with dust as it sprays out into the air like mist. "But if that is what it takes then so be it." His eyes harden as he stares cautiously at the old hag sitting in front of him. " I am Shaunt Thevolst III of Amaethea. I originally lived alone with my father in the dence forests around the city. He was a kind, but unstable man, constantly searching out more and more books for his collection. I became curious and started reading them myself. It was facinating. I enjoyed hearing of things I had never seen or heard of. I soon became engrossed in the many stories and began to anticipate my father returning with more." He sighs and looks down at the ground. "I failed to notice just how much those books were ruining him so. He began to grow ill all the while still begging for me to find some book he had made. After a fight I had run away, and when I returned the house was burning and my father passed away along with all the books I loved to read." He stands up, as he gets ready to leave. "Now I have a new goal. To build up my collection of books to share with the world, and if possible find the book that my father had written. I wish to see what kind of story could make such a kind person go to that level of insanity. If you do not have any knowledge of his book then I will take my leave. I have more books to collect and a library to contruct. Have nice night and stop with the wierd intro. Some people might think you are stalking them, witch." He give a slight smirk as he leaves the tent to continue his adventure to find what he had lost.