Can you avoid getting impregslaved?

You shrug off your concerns. Sure, this looks just like the home of the guy who tried to rape you when you were thirteen, but if you're looking for an expert on that kind of guy, then how else did you expect them to live?

You walk back around to the front of the house, and knock tentatively on the door. A few seconds later, it swings open, and a tall zebra mare stands in the doorway, giving you an inquisitive smile.

Besides the scraps of material she wears for her clothes, her outfit also consists of a lot of rather large jewelry. Two enormous gold hoops in her ears, with matching bands around her left arm and neck. Add this to the mohican atop her head, and she ends up looking like some kind of punk-rocker.

"There is no need to just stand and stare," the zebra says, her voice rather sing-songy and cheerful. "If you'd like, then come in, and have a chair."

Well, she seems friendly enough. You offer a quick "thanks," and step inside the small hut. She gestures to a stool in the corner, and you take a seat.

"You come seeking an herb, or remedy?" she asks. "There are sparse other reasons one would come visit me."

Tell her about your curse

Wait, that actually sounds rather sad. Doesn't she have any friends?

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