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?))
Example: I come from a kingdom, far north of here, so cold you could barely even leave your homes. I had no choice but to leave. we we're running low on food, the winter was lasting longer than ever.. people were dying, I had no choice. So I took my family, a wife and a son, we traveled for months, eventually their bodies couldn't keep up anymore and then died... many days later, I finally arrived too dazed to have even the slightest idea of what happened since I got here..
"Oh, I just, uh…" you stutter, tensing up. You eye the crone, then back outside the tent. For a moment, the air thickens with anticipation, until…
