Aria05

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.” Aria Lycan sits down, adjusting the cloth covering her eyes, and begins, "I come from a small, hidden village deep in the forest, where my parents, Eamon and Liora, raised me. The village is peaceful but isolated, with little knowledge of the outside world." The old hag nods, asking, "And why did you leave such a place?" Aria responds, "I left because I wanted to learn more about the world beyond our village; I needed to grow beyond its boundaries." The old hag then inquires about the cloth, and Aria explains, "I wear it to blend in and protect myself, as my dark eyes are distinctive and could draw unwanted attention." The old hag, understanding, says, "A wise precaution; may your journey for knowledge be safe and fulfilling." Aria thanks her, feeling more determined to explore and learn.