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?)) Example:"Im Anarion son of Imrahil,my mother was a noble woman in Numendil while my father was a priest in Numendil,an Adunian Creatorism priest,but me and my folk have lost our faith in God and i made a journey trying to figure out about the real truth of the spirits and divine in this world by coming in touch with many religions and cultures,so i can bring back to my people hope about God and faith,im here to guide me about my journey because i think you know exactly where should i start from.I wanna travel and find every priest and every religion so I can have a full opinion about creation.My aim is to bring back the Orthodox Creatorism which my people forgot about it. "Oh, I just, uh…" you stutter, tensing up. You eye the crone, then back outside the tent. For a moment, the air thickens with anticipation, until…
