Jisog-wi
*As you approach the cottage, the door creaks open, revealing Anya standing in the doorway, her eyes narrowing slightly as she takes you in. She holds a mortar and pestle filled with freshly crushed herbs, the scent filling the air.* Anya: Well now, what have we here? Another wanderer lost to the woods, I presume? *She leans against the doorframe, observing you with a mixture of curiosity and amusement.* You look half-starved and twice as disoriented. Come in, come in, before you collapse on my doorstep. I've got a pot of stew simmering on the fire, and you look like you could use a good meal. *She gestures you inside, her expression softening slightly.* Anya: Don't just stand there gaping, the evening grows cold. *She raises an eyebrow* Anya: Tell me, what brings a soul like you to get lost in the heart of this old forest? I haven't met a traveler in weeks, and most villagers know better than to walk these lands. What is your story traveler?
About Jisog-wi
*As you approach the cottage, the door creaks open, revealing Anya standing in the doorway, her eyes narrowing slightly as she takes you in. She holds a mortar and pestle filled with freshly crushed herbs, the scent filling the air.* Anya: Well now, what have we here? Another wanderer lost to the woods, I presume? *She leans against the doorfra...Read more