EOCrusader

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?)) "What? Who are you? What is this... I look at her confused as I try to remember if I know her or not "So what do you mean you have been expecting me, you know me from somewhere?" I sit down on the cushion "Well I came from far away from here, rural area really. My parents were farmers and I was too. I decided to leave and explore, try to study and learn things. I guess I just wanted to be independent, or maybe I was being stupid. I was probably around 16 or 17 at that time, now I am 23. Anyway, what about you? How do you know me?"