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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?)) Ramona takes a seat on the cushion, keeping her dress tidy as she does so. "I was born to my parents, Revekka and Nicolas Murietta, in Hyspia," she begins, "I was born along with my twin, Javier Macario Murietta, and named after the late queen of Hyspia." She pauses, staring at her dress as she flattens out the wrinkles, slowly deciding on what to say next. "I like baking with my mother and exploring new places," she continues her rant, "i'm very strong willed, not afraid to speak my mind and hurt anyone who tries to mistreat me or my family." As she speaks, she begins to look around the hags tent curiously, getting to know her surroundings.