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 stares at her in silence as she asks him this undermining question. He responded, " I am Joshua the 3rd! I have travelled from far away lands to seek refuge and peace." She looks at him with utter worry as if he have just returned from war. He then continues, " I have come from a loving family that I am ever grateful for and a land that was once full of peace and prosperity." He then looks into the firey flame of one of the candles near him as he reminisces of his past.
