Fulgor

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?)) "My story? Haw haw haw! It would bore you to death if I laid it out in full!" The monk heartily laughs, though sits regardless on the cushion, crossing his legs. "I am just a humble travelling monk, seeking somewhere new to 'stop off' in. I never stay in one place, I am far too young to settle down just yet. My temple was the closest I came to staying in one place.. but we had a dis-agreement! So I walk in one direction, and try to find a new purpose in this life."