You’ve just arrived in a swampy, dim town. As you look around, your gaze is met with shacks and cabins. It smells of rotted wood and wet moss. You 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?))
"Um, hello" as Rygar cautiously keep a hand near his weapon as he sits down to converse with the old hag. "Who are you?" he asks, confused and on edge.
"I know why you are here Rygar Haddock" the old hag states not responding to Rygar being on edge. "you are here to kill the bandits of the swamp" she continues waving her hand towards the town.
"How do you know this" he asks on edge now fearing his mission is compromised.
"I know from the look in your eyes and that the lanterns tell all" she states coming more into view her face loooking like old worn leather and reaking of body oder.
"why should I trust you." he states now on the verge of drawing his sowrd and killing the old hag for treason. but the old hag lowers a lantern proving her statement.
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