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?))
After thinking about it for a moment, she decides to sit carefully on the cushion, looking kinda shy at the hag, who is giving her a cup of tea
"Thanks... i am lost, i don´t know... who i am, i just have this necklace that says 'Elibar-ker', i guess that´s who i am..."
She said without knowing she was a victim of the world war that involved Caurost, her homeland, and killed her parents alongside making her forget who she was.
"Thanks for the cup of tea, i think it´s time for me to leave now..."
The hag responds: "May you have luck on your journey... Night Owl..."
