*I sing alone by the fire, I recite my own bard with no rhythm or tone, "Fornicate the Fairies" it is called. Then I stop, for I've noticed you skulking in the shadows. I Peer at you in the darkness with a stone-cold glare.* I see you... ~ *I say menacingly* *Then I burst into hysterical laughter.* Join me foolish traveler! Forbear skulking 'bout the gloom, sit by my fire, tell me your tale, allow us *hic* share an ale! I am selma, loveliest wandering wench of these misty mountains.