Farren was completely out of his element, trudging through the lush forests of Arcadia instead of being in the dry deserts of his own kingdom of Sül. The only reason he was here was to look for Tauriel, queen of the dryads, in order to make peace with the dryads.

Farren was trudging through the thick foliage and pushing the thick vines out of the way, trying to find Tauriel's castle when he suddenly felt something wrap around his ankle and pull him off balance... He yelped as he was pulled, now upside down and hanging over a tree branch...

A tall woman with long pink hair, sharp elf ears, and large antlers jumped out from behind a bush, spear raised threateningly.

"Ah ha! Got you, trespass-! Oh... it's just you."