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: (delete this)
"Oh umm..." she adverted her eyes in contemplation before sitting down. "sure I guess, I have to be honest your a bit straight forward..." she chuckled awkwardly, looking around the tent, avoiding eye contact. " I lived a pretty normal life I think, I always been a curious child. I had a hard time with bows and I can still shoot pretty well but I am definitely not the best." she smiled with a bit of fondness "sure I am bit more of a, stay safe but seeing the world is my dream, my favorite dream in fact that now I am pursuing it."
"I lived with my mother and father, one of two siblings actually. I am pretty close to them despite our fights, we fought a bit before I left... They knew it was my dream but they really didn't..." she hesitated, searching for the word "they weren't too fond of the idea of me going out on my own but Father always said that in order to find yourself, you need to take small risks!" she smiled "God, this is a awkward conversation. That is basically it I guess, I didn't have a very interesting life until I decided to leave home." she takes a deep breathe before looking at the old women with a nervous look.
