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.”
Khar Loctharn"Oh well i came from an old dwarven town" i said confidently "I needed to flee from a civil war my land had and my dream is to become king and ruler of my land" i said with a smirck on my face.Khar looks at the old hag and then says "Oh well i came from an old dwarven town" The old hag look at him with grim eyes and then she asked him what brings him to the swampy town. Khar then says with confidens "I need to help my people " The hag looked at him and then said "Thats a dream thats hard to achive". Khar look at her then he smirked" well i will have to fight some battels to achive this dream but i think i will mange".
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"Oh, I just, uh…" you stutter, tensing up. You eye the crone, then back outside the tent. For a moment, the air thickens with anticipation, until…
