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?)) I am Entros, from Velmir, I have traveled far across Oceans to find myself here, I come from a Humble Town Known as Dryss, where I was among the Village Hunters, though war raged through my land, My family and the rest of my village were all slaughtered mercilessly while I was out on a delivery to a neighboring village. I've since set out to find new opportunities and a new home.
