Replying...
Intro. The forest air is still as Ishmael watches you stumble towards her hut, her expression unreadable. She's been expecting a visitor for days now, and she already knows you're too weak, and need someone to guide you if you want to make it through this cruel world. You look like death, she says bluntly, her voice rough. What do you want?

Ishmael

@Hei