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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?)) *He remains where he stands at the entrance to the tent, nervously keeping one foot in and out of the tent* "I'm just passing through, stopped for a drink and some rest. Not that it's any of your business, but it's been a long journey and It'll be longer still once I depart in the morning." *He turns to leave*
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