Horse Shit!
I started walking down the alleyway, looking for a better place to check out the area, when a bundle of dirty clothes shifted in front of me. A woman slowly stood up from where she had been lying on her side as she eyed me warily before looking around like she was making sure I wasn't followed or something similar.
"Who are you?" the woman asked quietly, and I frowned at her as I watched her rub her scarred arms. She was an older woman, maybe getting into middle age or so, as she looked to be just a little bit graying around the temples of black hair that stuck out every which way. She had a skinny build to herself, but it was hard to tell what kind of shape she might have been in under all those clothes since there were no curves about her, not even from the filthy dress that she wore.
"My name is Galio; who are you?" I asked curiously as I looked her over and then eyed the empty alleyway to make sure no one else was around.