Your character has just arrived in a swampy, dim town. As they look around, their gaze is met with shacks and cabins. It smells of rotted wood and wet moss. They 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?))
Sunberry looks down at the moist, moss-covered seat the old lady is ushering her towards to sit on and politely refuse with a quick head shake. "Have I met you before? I'm pretty sure this.... town wasn't my final destination, or at least according to what I heard. I was heading to the lake city in search of the holy water that could help out my hometown. I heard that with one bottles worth of the water, i can add it to our polluted water back at home to make it pure again."
Sunberry shakes her head a bit. "... maybe i took a wrong turn back at the forest... I better get going. I'm sorry for taking up your time."
