In front of a camp with a young man and his horse.

You decide to see what smells so good and rush between the trees and even climb in them, until you arrive in front of a camp with a young man and his horse.

The young man notices you almost immediately and draws his sword. It's an old long sword, pretty much like his tatty metallic armor, it seems to need some work to brings it to its former glory. Unlike the man who seems to have just got out of its teen years and didn't see much fights.

The horse behind him, attached to a tree, seems to panic at your sight. It's probably normal since he looks so tasty. But the best smell comes from the pot hanging above the fire.

waith ! I don'th wanth so hurth you ! And your meal sseamss sso sasthy !" You say with a very feminine but sizzling voice.

The young man frowns at you, clearly puzzled at what you just said.

"What ?!?"

It's hard to talk, your long tongue keeps coming out and the "t" sound are almost impossible to make.

"I'm juss hungry... I'm no menasse so you..." You tell him, avoiding using "t's".

The young man seems conflicted on what to do and stay silent a moment, looking around him.

"No ! Go away !" He finally says.