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?))
The Orc stares at the old lady scatching his head wondering how did old lady know before then, letting out a sturn sigh before then asnwering and lifting his hand and began his story."I Oglamagoul am from a far land looking for a place to settle me want to become a calm farmer and find work for farm. Me knows it will take time for this but I Oglamagoul will figure problem out it take time that is all. Ive forgotten one last thing old lady me is also looking forwards for the great fight someone that can prove to me that they are strong befoe I become farmer." The Orc finishes.
