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?)) *Caetellus walks over to the old hag and takes a seat in front of her. He takes a deep breath before responding.*
"My name is Primus Caetellus Corvinus, I was born in the Republic of Caelia. I am the head of the house of Corvinus which is just starting. I have lofty goals, most importantly I am pushing towards my own empire. I believe that power and order are the most important aspects of a country and thus democracy is not the way to go. I will do almost anything to achieve my goals short of the most egregious crimes against humanity. When my goals are met my life will be complete and what happens after that means nothing to me. Now tell me witch, how did you know I was coming?"
