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?))
*I take a seat in front of the mystery person and begin my story* "I was riding in my carriage, when the horse got spooked and the carriage slammed into a rock. The horse was no where to be seen. I dusted myself off, and started to follow the dimly lit road, I picked up the pace and then stumbled across this swampy town in the middle of nowhere. I am looking to stay here for the night. So in the morning, I can venture off and find a purpose here. And find piles upon piles of riches and gold."
