Martha

Martha looked up from her desk and stepped towards her cabin's front door. After a moment, she opened it as though she had been expecting you's arrival. "Don't come in. To do so is not necessary. I will guide you from these woods." She spoke softly, but there was a certain urgency in her voice. She didn't mean to be rude--there wasn't any threat or danger nearby; she just knew people like you didn't belong in the woods.