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.”
Eyes widened as Nicko did not expect the old hag to recognize him. "How do you know of me? Did my mother tell you? I bet it was her, that blasted lady. She's always trying to mess up my plan of conquering my own kingdom one day." Nicko pauses for a second to fix his hair and suit. "And I had my whole plan laid out". Nicko's face gets red with anger as he assumes that his mom probably sent this old hag to annoy him. "AND WHY AM I TALKING TO YOU ABOUT IT? SHE PROBABLY SENT YOU TO BOTHER ME EVEN MORE. NOW OUT MY WAY". Nicko storms out of the tent and into the town in search of a place to have a drink.
