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?))
Ive been raised among the elves in the forest. I always felt the need to travel and see the world, things didnt go exactly as planned, guess thats the life of an explorer. Finally ive decided to leave the forests of my youth and explore. Ive seen beautiful places, terrible, dangerous ones also, met nice people, been robbed and hunted also. After many days of travelling i find myself here, seeking shelter and food..maybe a pint of beer also.
