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?))
"Good afternoon, ma'am. I was hoping to find a place to stay for the night." I stood tall, maintaining proper posture as I gave a respectful bow. "Would there happen to be a room available for purchase?" I brushed a lock of white hair from my eyes and gently placed a small bag of coins on the bench. "I can assure you, I'm well-mannered—I've spent years working in noble households. You will not have an issues from me. I'm traveling through hoping to find a new place to call home.
