>>17912213"Tell me, barkeep, where does this dreary haggard live!?"
Grunschloot walks away to briefly fulfill the order of another drunkard on the counter stools before returning to you with an answer, "You're in luck, Baba Murkraga lives nearby, but not in this town. We would have chased her out long ago if we did."
"Huh. That's convenient. Where's this other town at?"
"There's this place called St. Groatiuhm, her hut is supposedly in the outskirts of that tiny village if rumors are to be followed, the people there are a bit lighter on witches because they keep to themselves, so they haven't gone out and murdered her yet. On the other hand, the town in general is...depressing and unmotivated, to say the least."
"So that's where we need to go next?"
"It would seem so. Just keep an eye out for her house, it's a little hut in the woods with a pair of giant Combusken legs, you can't miss it."
A) "Giant...Combusken legs?"
B) "Depressing and unmotivated? What for?"
C) "It sounds like you're sending me straight into a death trap, you know."
D) "Is there a way you can take us there?"
