Pylia scratched her chin thinking. “Well, honestly, with what little information I know about you I wouldn’t know where to start either. Someone mysteriously showing up in the woods with no idea how they got there... I mean, I’ve heard of fey who’d pull pranks like that with villagers, but you? Someone who... Doesn’t even come from this world? That’s something else.” Pylia shook her head. “I mean I guess you could try talking to the people at the temple up there.”

On the highest hill, one of the tallest buildings appeared to be some sort of church with a sim ol that was either a pair of wings or two hands holding something between them. It’s possible it’s meant to be both. “I don’t like the temple, but they tend to know more about strange going ins like this. Just... Don’t accept any deals with them. Unlike the townsfolk they don’t [i]need[/i] your help, but I’m sure they’d gladly make you do their dirty work for them. And...” Pylia shook her head and started walking away. “Nevermind. Just come find me if you have any more questions or you’re about to leave town. You’re not a bad fighter but you need my knowledge if you want to make your way around here.”