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?))
where can i find my brother he told me to ask you where he was we were just here in this town a year ago what happened
The dwarves she says with a pause theyve ravaged these part since jotnuary.
Ah i see i shall avenge the highlanders. viking with axe in air pose.
I am quick and agile assasin who is one of the only ones in his group left this i will tell you
I have a special bond with animals particuly wolves dogs cats and birds i sense them in a way i cannot explain.
