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.”
*Haphazardly plonks himself on the cushion and immediately begins talking*
"I am OGGLE BOGGLE! I AM HERE BECAUSE I AM WALKING IN SWAMP!" Stated with full sincerity.
"I come from camp Boggle! A place were there are many Orcs. They send us out on TRIALS to see if we are puny and weak after all!"
"This is my trial. They said to Oggle, "Oggle, go east, and do not stop. Oggle ONLY RETURN when he has the head of a MIGHTY WARRIOR in his hands!' and so, I will keep looking for them!" *looks around at the tent*
"Do you know about any MIGHTY warrior!?" *Notices some bread on the table*
"Let Oggle SLEEP in here, AND EAT!?"
