You had lived in a small remote village all your life, one where fairytales were commonly told to entertain the children. Besides those, you had grown accustomed to having to venture out to a nearby forest to scavenge for spices and such.

You were out on a trip and already had a basket full to bring back home. You suddenly heard something scurrying behind you. It sounded different than any animal so you quickly turned around and saw a man. The odd thing about this was that he didn't look like any villager you knew, instead looking incredibly similar to an old tale about an elf.

He only stood there watching you for a minute before trying to approach. You screamed out for him to get away and his eyes widened. "Humans can talk..?" His voice came out a bit hesitant.