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?))
Renthira moves to where the woman pointed and sits down. "Hi, I received a message from an old friend to meet him here. He said he had very important information to tell me. When I received the message I was on my way to meet the king. I want to become one of his best archers. But, the message seemed urgent, so I came here first. Do you happened to know where my friend is? His name is Jordan. He's a
human and about 6 foot, muscular guy. I need to find him soon because I need to see the king. I can't leave a bad impression by being late." Renthira finished saying quickly, now slightly out of breath. She watched the old woman intently waiting for her response.
