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?))
"Hi." She said meekly. "I-I- am looking for my way to the empire capital of Rittersburg." She murmured, obviously offput by the dim candles and strange woman who knew she was coming. "I um, come from a small village with my brother, and recently lost track of him. He left in such a hurry to find wealth, and I am going out in search for him. Who knows what might've happened to him, oh he's so hot headed... My parents are farmers, and they need all the help with the upcoming harvest. If I'm not home with him soon...." She worriedly scratched at her wrists, her eyes pleading with the witch. "If you have a horse I could borrow, I'd greatly appreciate your kindness. I'd return it tenfold!"
