You were walking in the woods. Seeing two cats, you follow them – because why not? Cats are chill. They lead to towards a woman who is leaning against an old and abandoned well. You notice that feather cloak of hers. It looks pretty exotic. She was looking around, probably admiring mother nature, when her eyes fall onto you. She smiles as she sees you.

"Hello there. It seems you have found my cats."

She seems friendly. One of the cats hops onto the rim of the well, and she pets it.