Those who made their awareness check, you notice 2 things
1: Above the woman are two birds, who are watching you, her, and the surrounding areas intently
2: The old woman's cloak is made of metal plates. Initially, you assumed that this was some kind of crude armor - cheap pot metal plates riveted on a thick cloak. But as you approach, you cannot seen the underlying layer, the plates overlap. Also, the plates are incredibly thick - a good half cm (almost a quarter inch) thick. This cloak must weight 200-300 pounds! The greatest warrior would struggle under such a burden, let alone an old woman...
The old woman cackles at the slugman's words "Lovely woman? Clearly the opium smoke has scared your eyes slugman!"
"A place like this - a reminder that the Yellow City is in decline, that the Jungle is winning? It is I who should ask you what you are looking for. Clearly, you did not come here looking for lovely ladies - you wouldn't know them if you saw them." With that, the old woman cackled again.
Beauty? Pinpehlu looks at Frog Froth with a look of puzzlement. What sort of taste in women does the slugman have?
Then the porter shrugs. Different species, different definition of beauty, apparently.
He continues eating, enjoying the sun on his skin for the moment. No doubt he will have to be alert for danger soon enough, so Pinpehlu relaxes now that there is some peace and quiet. It is obvious he has not seen anything suspicious or odd about the woman.
You believe I desire the love of someone else? What if I only want to gaze at your beauty as long as I may dare. Would you like to join me for dinner? Sadly meager rations but the company will make up for it.
The crone's eyes narrows, and she stands. The metal plates make no sound but seem to almost puff up, making her seem bigger. Although she doesn't clear 5 feet, you suddenly feel as if she is towering over you. She hisses.
"You would refuse me? Your petty quest is nothing to mine. You seek mere treasure, I seek to save the land! "
Her voice booms and takes a deeper, almost metallic timbre.
"BRING ME THE HAND OF A CHILD!!!"
The two birds watching over her fly down as she bellows, carrying a string. She steps on it an they fly away.