The Ancient wakes you and immediately shows concern. Speaking a long dead language, she gestures at your head.

"Kewana eno utaar?" she utters with concern as she gently reaches out towards you. Holding a tall, intricately carved stick she also points towards a dark cave entrance.

She sucks in air loudly in a show of empathy, wincing at your headwound. But as she continues to speak her language her demeanour changes slightly after having taken a good look at you, fascinated by...