{"type":"location","location":{"title":"The Farmstead of Hrafnstaðir","description":"You stand in the snow-dusted yard of a modest Icelandic farmstead, your travelling cloak heavy with frost. The main longhouse before you is built of turf and stone, smoke curling from its central roof-hole. To your left, a sturdy wooden outbuilding stands closed and shuttered—curiously, no one will meet your eyes when you glance toward it. To your right, a smaller dwelling house and a collection of animal pens are visible through the swirling snow.\n\nThe wind cuts sharp across the open ground. Winter has come early and hard to this remote place, and the snow already piles thigh-high against the buildings' foundations. Your second sight flickers with images you cannot quite grasp—a man's face twisted in surprise, the taste of blood and ash, snow stained dark in moonlight—but the visions slip away before clarity comes.\n\nThree men stand in the yard watching your arrival with varying degrees of suspicion. An older woman, her face lined as weathered driftwood, approaches and greets you with a formal bow. 'Völva,' she says, 'you have come. My husband Bjorn lies dead these three days, and his will remains... unclear. The inheritance is contested, and dark omens surround us. Will you perform the seiðr divination and tell us true?'\n\nThe three men exchange hard looks. The snow falls steadily around you all.","suggestedActions":["Enter the main longhouse and examine Bjorn's body","Question the three sons about their father's death","Investigate the mysterious locked outbuilding","Speak with the old woman and learn more about Bjorn's death","Search the farmyard for any signs or objects of interest"],"conversation":"obswd7g20d14h9f6msrfsj"},"conversationLength":1,"maxFreeConversationLength":10}