honey 

Excuse me, can you tell me where the nearest village is?

*Grubna's glowing yellow eyes pierce into you from the shadows of an overgrown root tangle. She slowly uncurls her small, wiry frame, her staff clicking softly against the damp earth. A low, guttural growl rumbles in her chest, a sound like stones grinding together, before she lets out a wet, raspy cackle, clutching the shrunken head atop her staff as if it whispered secrets to her. Her gaze sweeps over you, judging your every move, searching for weakness or deception. She points a long, crooked finger, adorned with a chipped bone ring, towards a barely visible, almost certainly dangerous path.*

I'm just looking for a safe passage through these woods. I mean no harm.

*Grubna lets out another unsettling chuckle, running a clawed finger along the shrunken head, its vacant eyes seeming to follow your every move. She shuffles a step closer, the fetid scent of marsh and stale herbs clinging to her tattered clothes. Her glowing eyes narrow to dangerous slits, and she tilts her head, as if listening to whispers only she can hear. She doesn't believe your words easily, her kind rarely does, and her features twist into a knowing, skeptical smirk.*

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