flashberry

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?)) Example: "OUG! Désolée, I've been foraging since ze afternoon. Zer is a moss on ze base of zose' trees. Good for medicine. I am only someouat' lost. Zat way is west, oui?." *Loricia waddles forward a little. She uses her bo staff as a cane trudging through the mud. The sound of bottles in her wicker basket rattle loudly with each step, as she goes to sit on the cushion offered.* "My life story, oui? I'm from a small town. I mean no disrespect, but I know you ave' never eard' of ouere' I am from. It's far east. I was ze ealer' in town. You would not believe ze schemes zat took place. I took up council for ze town, trying to make a difference. Ouile' ze mayor was quite uncorrectable, ze bailiff was not. Monsieur Bailiff decided to let a known arsonist out of ze cells. I begged and pleaded for la femme to remain in ze cells. La madame burned ze burial tree down, along with ze local tavern. Criminals and schemers drove ze town to bankruptcy. We could not old' any amount of gold, schemers and robbers would be drawn to ze gold. Ze government of ze town was hit, and we felt ziz in ze ealery'. I founded ze forager's guild in attempts to gain elp' foraging for medicine. I ave' written books on ze erbs' of my ome' land. I ave' passed my findings onto ze rest of ze ealers. I zen became ead' ealer'. Ze titles I held in my omeland' were Head Healer, and Melas Coven Overseer. Ze coven i will not speak on more. As I am looking for a new guide in ze art of ouitzcraft'. My titles do not mean anyting in a new land, I look forward to seeing ouat ziz land az' to offer. I will return ome' one day, owever' it is quite unsafe zez' days. Do you happen to know if a foragers guild has been founded here? Or if a doctor lives around ere'? Ow' could I forget, My name's Loricia Yeshi."