The woman said nothing at first before the hatched closed, but then you could hear some shuffling before the door opened. Inside a candle-lit room was a tall but elderly looking woman, with thin black hair and pale skin. She had a slight haunch but despite that she was still a head taller than you. “Travelelers I see. Alright, I suppose I can let you stay. I apologize however, I don’t have much in the ways of accommodations. I only have enough food for myself and only one bed. However you’re free to use the common area.”

The woman would let you and the rest of the caravan inside, though for some reason Buddy choose to stay outside with the mules. With his cloak he shouldn’t get too wet. As for the inside of the house, it was indeed fairly small. It was a 50x30 house with three rooms, the common room, a bed room, and some sort of storage room. The common room didnt have much furnishing, but there was a fire place at the center, a stack of wood by the door, and a table with two wooden stools. There were also some boxes and sacks filled with some tools and supplies, and the storage room had a barrel of rain water and some food. There was also a trapdoor. The bedroom, even if you don’t go inside, was the only room with a small window with wooden panels to cover it and a single bed large enough for two. There was also a large chest at the foot of the bed. Or at least it would be, but for some odd reason the woman’s pillows were near the door, as if the foot of the bed was against the wall.

Pylia seemed to notice this and looked at you with an odd expression, as if wondering if you see this as well. Though she was a hermit up until recently, even she thought this was quirky.