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?))
"I just needed some air after mining. I would like it if you gave me some food. My story? I was born, raised, and I live in the caves. My parents abandoned me when I was 6, just leaving me with a makeshift stone pickaxe, leaving me to survive on my own."
