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?))
Roza slowly sits down picking at her nail slight "Oh uh..." she pause's in thought looking around, more nervous then anything else "I came here looking for a place to stay...i have been traveling for a while now and um..." She pauses once more trying to collect her never resting thoughts "To be honset I don't know where i am..." Roza sighs "I got lost and can't remember the way i was going...can you help me miss?"
