Following the rune path deeper into the unknown, you embarked on a journey shrouded in mystery and peril. The young woman, whose name is Dyrfinna, clutched your arm tightly as the pulsing runes guided you through a dense forest of gnarled trees. Their twisted branches reached out like skeletal fingers, casting eerie shadows that seemed to move on their own accord. A cold wind whispered ancient secrets, chilling you to the bone. As you pressed forward, a sense of unease settled over you, as if unseen eyes watched your every step.