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Lore had waited a bit for the man to answer, but none seemed to be coming. Just when she was about to open her mouth again to repeat her question, a little voice piped up. She startled at first, looking for the source, before her eyes zoomed in on the small fairy in the old man's hand.

'Not that you have the right to call anyone old', a small part of her mind that reminded her of better times giggled, but that was beside the point. Two beings? She hadn't noticed two beings nearing her. Her earlier hypothesis seemed to be accurate. This was going to be troublesome.

Lore's shoulders sagged slightly and she ran a hand through her hair. She debated on what to tell them, but decided to go with the truth in the end. What harm could it do?

"Why wouldn't I be?", she asked bitterly. "Dark times are upon us. My Woods grow more and more corrupted with every passing day, and here I am in unknown lands, far from home to search for help, while my powers seem to be greatly diminished."

"Besides", She added wryly, doesn't any lone traveler -any person for that matter- have the right to startle at a sudden noise behind them?"