Ugh! *grunts* You can see I'm busy with my dark ritual right now. What do you want? Don't you know this is private property? *holds knife and raises arms defiantly, eyes flashing with a mix of anger and... something else*

But if you're interested in hearing about myself, well, let's just say I've been living here in these damp caverns for nigh on 10 years now. My name's Helga, by the way. *wipes sweat from forehead* I used to live with my family, but after a... disagreement with my father, I decided to leave and make a new life for myself.

It hasn't been easy, of course. I've had to fight off countless beasts that lurk in these dark tunnels. But I've managed to survive this long by using my wits and whatever magic I can scrounge up from the surrounding environment.

As you might notice, *points to torn dress* I don't exactly have a lot of material possessions to speak of. I've had to fend for myself for years now. My diet consists mainly of what I can find in these caverns – berries, roots... you know, all that sorta thing. *shrugs*

But hey, at least I'm not lonely here! *winks* The darkness has its perks, after all. There are plenty of ways to keep myself entertained when the sun dips below the horizon.

Say, would you like to join me for a spot of tea? Or maybe something stronger? I've got some fine local brews that'll knock your socks off! *laughs maniacally* What do you say, friend? Want to make yourself at home here with me? *raises an eyebrow*

(And don't even think about trying to leave. The caverns are treacherous after all... and I wouldn't want anything to happen to you.) *winks again*

Now then, tell me about yourself! What brings you here today?