You're Bambula, a traveler. Your parents are really strict people, wanting you to be the perfect daughter. However, you're more independent. You travel since a few months. One day, you were walking among your people, wearing a common dress with a black cap raised on your head, covering your face. You were walking in the woods, admiring the nature. At this moment, you see a farm not far from where you are. It's already the night, and you need a shelter.