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've been travelling south, looking for work in towns like these. I've been on the run since my last job went wrong." Zeke says as he sets his equipment down and sits next to the old hag. "What happened?" the old hag asks.
"Me and my Crew decided to rob the King of our country, as you could guess it went wrong. Now I'm the last one left and he's put out a bounty on me. Not a day goes by that I don't look over my shoulder wondering when a dagger will find its place in my back."
