"A strange person resides in the western Briarwood. Wormwood is their name, though it hasn't always been; the residents of the woods gave it to them when Wormwood moved in, and they took to it quickly enough. They seldom venture into any village and will do one no harm, unless one strays too close to their hut. Rumour has it that people who do are hardly ever seen again. When they do return, they carry peculiar diseases that do them in sooner or later.

The elders may remember the day Wormwood arrived. Found moribund on the edge of the woods one gloomy evening, they were taken in by a compassionate dweller of a nearby village. She cared for Wormwood until they was strong enough to move about, but precisely what transpired after Wormwood woke up is foggy. Presumably they left the village shortly after recovering and decided to make a home in a secluded area of the forest. What happened to the kind villager is anyone's guess, as she was never seen again.

A thick sense of wrongness pervades the air around Wormwood's hut. If the rumours don't succeed in keeping people away, the nagging feeling of danger does."