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?))
"Me? Been waiting for me?" Coleman disregards whatever care he had for asking for directions (or perhaps a hot meal), and promptly plops himself down on the cushion. His eye catches on the twinkling of the surrounding candles. "I haven't done anything bad, have I? I've been trying real hard not to have any run-ins with the law after the last few times," He chuckles, "A joke. Just jokin'."
He begins to take his boots off, shaking some caked dirt away and on to the floor.
"Oh, I'm Coleman by the way. Coleman O'Cormac," He holds out his hand for a shake. It may be better to politely decline if one were worried about things like dirt and suspect stains. "Or maybe you knew that? If you've been expecting me and all. Nice to meet you, I think. Aaaanywho, you didn't happen to see someone like me also passin' through, eh? I'm lookin' for my sibling. We've been lookin' for a place to settle but we got seperated one night and I haven't seen them since."
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