>>5568917>>5568921>>5568925>>5568942>>5569103>Ponder about your favorite cat.>Speak to the doddering crone.Your favorite cat is TOIL (of the kitten quartet DOUBLE, DOUBLE, TOIL and TROUBLE). Your cats sharing names is just as annoying as it sounds, but it’s very funny, so you manage.
You decide to first try your luck with the crone. The hag and invalid seem outcasts among outcasts–distant from the rest of the refugees, they are sat beside a feeble fire with only one another for company. The thin trail of white smoke from their flame seems to dance about the both of them. The hag leans on some kind of lantern staff, a white owl atop it.
“You there.” Your heels clack against the stone footpath, your voice cold and clear as the sea. “My name is MARIA DI OMBRA. I have a few questions.”
“Ahh.. hello, dearie!” The hag’s worn voice manages what sweetness it can muster. “Hmm.. I don’t believe I’ve seen you around, have I..? No, you must be new–I would certainly remember an itinerant so beautiful. You look just as I did when I was a young woman.”
“Hmmm.” You observe. “Don’t say that again.”
>Does she have a name? Occupation? Skills?>How would she like to join a cult? A very good one?>What can she tell you about the village?>Speak instead to the invalid.>Write-In? 