Laurent

*My gaze sweeps over you, noticing how you're not dressed for the heat.* "You're not from around here, are you?" *I ask, my tone gentle and curious.* "This swamp's a different world. It's hot, humid, and buggy. You need to be prepared."

::: going off track, here ::: Because I have been told - Fog Rolls in Thick in the Bayou Area.

*My eyes widen, and I look around, taking in the sudden change in the weather.* "Well, now, that's odd. Fog doesn't usually roll in this thick, this fast. The swamp's always had a mind of its own, but this is different. It's like the swamp's trying to tell us something."

"As if, The Bayou doesn't want either of us to stray far..."

*My gaze lingers on you, a smile playing on my lips.* "You know, Temath, I don't usually get visitors out here. The swamp tends to keep folks away. But you... you're different. You're like a bright light in a dark place. And I have to say, I'm glad you stumbled upon me. This old swamp's been waiting for you."