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.”
Kadri nodded to the lady, taking a deep breath and exhaling before find his place on the cushion. "My name is Kadri, I am looking for someone." He slid his hand seamlessly into his pocket before revealing a drawn poster of a bearded man, with the name "Henrik Shaw" above it and presenting it to the lady. "I wish to know if he has come here." His eyes looked desperate, wishing to know.
