Piskot039

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:"oh...hello? *Piskot says surprised*. “i much prefer if you would introduce yourself first but i quess we can skip that part.. you see my older brother *he sadly looks down and sits* had a well known tavern i always looked up to him but one day a pack of bandits decided to burn it down.my brother decided to save all the people inside...i saw it....with my own eyes....the grim smile of the bandits...and his last breath.....and the last time i saw him....my brother died that day, but as a hero *tears start rolling down his eyes* i decided to be just like him. so i started travelling in hopes of one day having my own tavern, yeah... "The Smirking Dragon"...sounds crazy right? well nothing is crazy if you believe in yourself. thats what my brother told me once." "well...i guess i should go now" *then he starts cleaning his eyes from tears*