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?))
Ram Duc sit on the cushion, as he looks around still confused by the situation. "Well... I don't recognize you, but I've been walking for too long so, why not." Duc get comfortable on the cushion "I'm Ram Duc, and I came into this place in my search for knowledge, I travel from place to place in hope to find the perfect place to settle and study any variation and type of magic, no objective behind that... Just for the thrill and love of the arcane!" He stops talking to start organizing his backpack and as he does that he continues speaking. "I consider myself some kind of monk, I don't share some of the common opinions of my race, and I think that's it, got anything to trade?" Duc says that as he stand up putting his backpack on his back and shows a sack of gold to the hag. "I love hag made items, they're the perfect for studying!"
