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?))
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"I come here in search of a way to save my soul" my body tenses as my mind fills with the memories of my past transgressions. "I am a dealer of weapons and armaments, a dealer of death, peddler of perishing. While i have turned my back on that life, my victims are no longer among the living." The expression on my face fades from one of sorrow, and turns to one of hatred for myself. "I must find a way to commune with the dead so that I may finally make amends for my life lived at the expense of others. Please, if you know where I may find someone with the power to do so, you must tell me."
