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?))
Sigurd thinks, rubs his chin and stares into space for a second, then responds "Oh right, I am here to look for my wife, Azriela. She had gone out into the forest trying to find some berries to pick for diner. I haven't seen her in days, she must've gotten lost. Please, if you have any details of her whereabouts tell me now, I am worried sick, and its dangerous in these parts." Sigurd turns around and starts toward the exit. "Ill be going now" Sigurd states. "Ill be staying in the inn for a bit, please let me know if you hear anything of my wife".
