Haunted Wood Speed is the key

"Aye, 'tis," the cursed woman wisped in agreement faintly, the hint of a bemused smile gracing her scarred features. He seemed youthful, boyish and friendly - he reminded her vaguely of the younger brothers she had once played nursemaid to. 

"Most 'ave been frienly to me t'us far. 'Ave you met many aggressive strangers?" She asked curiously, golden crown tilting to the side ever so slightly.