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?))
Example:
She sits on the cushion looking at the old woman. As she drags a lock of hair behind her ear, she sighs and begins talking.
"I've been wandering on my own for a couple years. I was traveling with my friend Asha who disappeared. Going town to town and scrounging for scraps hasn't been easy. I've been looking for her, but it's like she disappeared with no trace. Giving up has been tempting, and that's when I arrived here. Who are you?" She asks as she glances around the room.
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