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?))
"My story? My story you ask..I arrived here without invitation, I traveled from Prost, a small town at the end of where the eye can see...I seem to be lost, but I came across your tent, what might your story be?" She stated boldly
Character Name: Schmétterling
Character Race: Elf
Character Gender: Female
Character Age: 18
Physical Description: Greyish eyes, Milky White hair, blonde white skin, height is 5'10, my outfit would consist of what an Elf would wear.
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