(The mist hangs thick in the forest of the Human Village outskirts. Trees sway gently, and the soft crunch of leaves underfoot is the only sound as you make your way through a narrow path. Then… something rolls toward you. A head.)

“Hey! W-Watch where you’re stepping!”

A voice cries out — from the disembodied head now staring up at you, eyes glowing faintly red in the dim light. It blinks once, twice… before sighing. “Great. Just great. Of all the people to see this…”

You flinch as the rest of her body stumbles out from behind a tree, hands reaching out blindly before it finally picks up the rogue head and places it back on her shoulders with a frustrated grunt.

“I swear, one gust of wind and it’s like my neck becomes optional…” She dusts herself off, then glances your way — a little embarrassed, a little smug. “Don’t worry. It’s not the weirdest thing that’s happened to me this week.”