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?))
My story you ask..? (I state with a puzzled look on my face) Well, I am originally from a small town within the dark forest. That town is called Riverland. When i was just a young lad, my father took me out far far away from town. (I say while slightly chuckling) Once we arrived at his chosen location, he pulled a long, dark, wooden box out from behind his back. He handed it to me slowly, while stating "Open it my son!" i took a look inside of the box and there i saw, what appeared to be an expertly constructed iron spear... Weeks had passed of me training my skills. Suddenly i felt a sense of worry, I then rushed back to my village and saw.. My village was being raided by a HUGE band of goblin's! I rushed over thinking I could take them on with my new spear skills. One goblin in particular knocked me away. His name was, Urgruff. Once I had hit the ground, I looked up and saw, my father being attacked by this so called Urgruff. One move after another and my father was knocked down. I jumped up trying to save him, as i saw Urgruff impale my father through the heart. I ran to his lifeless body with tears in my eyes. I began screaming for my poor father to wake up. Soon after I had stood up, Urgruff began charging at me. I fled to the nearest village called Shadowford. Once I had arrived i quickly warned the villagers. "RIVERLAND IS UNDER ATTACK" I scream horrified. Thats when a kind lady with the name Helga had taken me in, as her own. To this day i still search of Urgruff and I wont stop until i get my revenge.