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?))
He steps cautiously into the tent, his hand on the hilt of his sword. He looks around before his gaze settles on the old hag. He widens his eyes for a moment, surprised by her sudden appearance. "Name's Jakob," he says. "I've come from the mountains to aid my kin, I have been granted passage through the mountains and place to live."
