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 am a dwarf from the ancient line of Durin. I have been chased by ork my entire life, who have sworn to kill me and end the line of Durin. I am the lost heir to an abandoned dwarf city and am trying to re-establish said kingdom.
