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?))
Hex stared at the old lady softly "I am adventuring to town to town to learn and increase my knowledge on how to be a black smith my lady..." I say walking to the seat and speaking softly "My story on the other hand isn't that interesting. I was an orphan at a young age no family no friends" hex said serious expression but still a soft tone "But other than that, there's nothing special" Thinks while pondering remembers something "I got into black smithing because I uses to read old kid books about old tales of people who black smith"
