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?))
Valoria, a young 18 year old woman from a village far away. Her native language, one that is not even named, not known by many people. She wanted to leave her home village, to go on a new adventure, and left with a ship, along with others who had the same urge of adventure aswell. But due to a heavy storm, the ship was badly damaged, until unable to keep sailing. A barrel hit Valoria in the head, knocking her out immediately. She later woke up on a beach, having suffered severe memory loss, inbetween the wrecks of the ship she was travelling with. She was the only one who survived. She got up, collected her somehow still dry books, and went into the swamps in front of her, until arriving in a swampy, dim town.
She pulls out a thick book, one that appears to be written in another language, one that is not known to the old hag. She flips through the pages, reading, sitting down after reading a little bit, before speaking up, she was clearly shy, her voice shaky, and spoke with struggle: "Valoria not- remember. Has waken up in-" She spoke some words in an unknown language to herself, flipping through the book she was holding, before continued speaking, still with struggle. "Swamp, in front of town. Did not know where go, just wan-der around, found here." She flipped through her book. As time passed while she was telling about herself, and flipped through the book, it became apparent that the book she was using must be some kind of language guide. However, a lot of pages were empty, and the book was written by herself, occasionally, there would be words crossed out, and corrected. She flipped to another page, seeming very specific about the page she was flipping to this time. "How know Valoria?" She spoke, struggle obvious in everything except her name. She would patiently wait, listening, reading her book, most likely translating from the local language to her own, occasionally asking about the meaning of certain words, and upon being told, explained or shown the meaning, she wrote in the book, filling in some pages. Upon you finished talking, she nodded. "Where Valoria go now?" She asked, this was one of the few things she had little struggle saying. She waited for an answer, nodding upon getting her answer, reading in her book, filling something out, flipping through pages. Then she placed the thick book aside, pulled out a smaller book, opened it, flipped through this smaller book, writing something. One may assume she was now writing in some type of journal, or writing a to-do list. She placed the smaller book aside, picking up the thick book she used while talking, flipped through the pages, before closing the book, pulling out a paper, and drawing something on it. As she was drawing, it became apparent that she was drawing a map. Upon finishing the map, which was completely made up, she pointed at it, and asked "Name?" Upon being told the word, she repeated the word "Map..?" Then nodded, taking the thick book, scribbling in it, filling something in. Upon finishing that, she asked "Does have map for way?", wanting to know whether or not she could get a map to find her way around
She took the map, nodding thankfully, before closing her thick book, putting it into her bag, then looking into the assumed journal, and back to the map. She asked "Where Valoria is now?", waiting to be shown where she was. Upon being showed that, she nodded, then looked back into the smaller book, reading, before borrowing a [insert time-appropriate writing tool], and marking the position she was described to go to. She folded up the map, then put the map into the small book, before closing the book, and putting it in her bag aswell. She would then get up, say goodbye "Bye" and leaving the tent.
