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.” *As Yolanda arived in what seemed like swampy area, The smell of rotten wood filled her nostrils leaving a distastfullness in her mind. She was used to her beautiful home of the whispering woods, just the thought of it made her home sick. But Yolanda contuinued on, she was an aspiring medical herbalist on a great adventure to continue her collection of herbs and more. Her mother and father were famous for they're herbology and they're woodcraft, they recomened this place but Yolanda couldn't help but wonder as if she was in the wrong place. After what seemed liked a bit of looking around Yolanda finally found what looked like tatered tent, she quickly walked over although with ever step closer to the tent she felt nervous. Once inside the tatered tent Yolanda looked around glancing at the candles that seemd to be in the air. In a way Yolanda was a bit fascinated with the idea of magic but she shook her head and focused on the old hag that was infront of her. Before Yolanda could speak and answer the questions that this older person had for her, she wasn't quite expecting that they was expecting her. Yolanda sat down first on one of the cushions that they had offered before answering.*
Yolanda: ah so ye have been expectin me...my father and mother recomened you to me and said that I should find you. But if in all honesty I didn't think this place was real... I expected something else.. but now that I'm here I'd liked to ask ye for all the information you have on the different herbs that this swamp may have?
