Neverwinter Forest follow the beat of another conundrum

ooc: the same is so true about me.

"Have you come to get rid of me?" Osprey asked, genuinely curious and a little bit amused at the same time. The seriousness of the situation hadn't changed one bit, yet she cracked a grin, because it was getting ridiculous. Rather than getting straight to the necessary introductions, she was prolonging a one-sided game. The stranger here, probably had begun to doubt her mental state and Osprey didn't blame him for that. Had she been in his positions, she would have done the same.

"All right, you had me pinned right from the beginning," Osprey metaphorically took off the pointed hat, the black cloak and put her broomstick aside. "I do not live here, in fact, I live quite a distance away and got lost here. Name's Osprey - what about you? The big bad wolf, I presume?" she added with a hint of good humor.