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?))
His body has been tense ever since he got into the dingy town, his hand drops away from his belt- his sword. As he sees the old hag, he lets out a short sigh and sits down. "Well, i suppose its nothing special. My village was burned in battle, by a goblin raiding party" William grimaces " I found myself without a family or a home. I took the name of my village for myself, Hudley- So i been wondering the lands, looking for coin" he pauses "and closure."
