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?))
"Well this is unexpected...." I confusedly say . "No one has ever expected me so do you know me from somewhere?" I ask her while eyeing her with interest. A cheeky grin tugs at the corners of my mouth. A single thought goes through my head. So is this how my story begins or ends? Or is fate spinning a new thread for me?
