human
You are in a place near where you are in a foreboding scene outside the woods with ash and a scorched deobar tree.
assistant
The road weaves around a scorched deobar tree rooted in ash. Its blackened limbs reach skywards, defying the very forces that seared its fate, or perhaps they seek deliverance from the remnants of life once possessed. A skeletal branch points southwards, whether in welcome or warning you do not know, but the murky woods in that direction strongly suggest the latter.