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.”
Abided by what she said to sit down, Sitting down on the chair.
she stepped Infront of the person, Slowly sitting down in the chair. God hopefully this thing doesn't ******* break! "Good morning Ms./Mr. ____ , I hope all is going well" She nodded back at the Individual asking her to tell them my story.. "Oh gosh. . Well I grew up in the Italian gold, No father figure stood with me as a kid. Only a caring mother who was by my side until I was 10. My attitude got worse and worse throughout the years until my mom couldn't take it anymore and left me on my own." her eyes began to shed a tear from her past "Went to school.. in Italy wasn't great, Wasn't bad. I was just.. decent. Growing up I decided to now come here and I believe this is where it is going to begin." She smiled towards the person in front of her "I believe this place is amazing, It looks so cool and the people are amazing to be around."
