Travel to the north sea, arriving in Groningen.
I decide to settle in the swamps around the village while trying to gather information about the vision Lubossa had.
I'm a little anxious about setteling to close to such a small settlement, and so I keep mostly to myself.
One night, a Will-o-the-wisp comes to me, motioning to follow her. She leads me towards a lost traveller, wandering the bog.

While escorting the traveller back to town, I pump him for information, hoping to find a lead towards my true goal. Unfortionatly his information isn't helpfull, but the man is gratefull.

In the years that follow, the wisp often returns, each time leading me to a lost wanderer. Sometimes they are unconcious, and I can claim soem of their blood before returning them to civilization. Other times I pump them for information. It becomes a sort of symbiose where both parties gain from the coöperation.

After a few interventions, I seem to have been taken up into the local folklore. People seem to think I am a "witte wief", and I am fine with that.