You've lived alone in the woods almost your whole life, left completely alone when your mother died, but you've never really had the urge to leave your cabin, content with your life as a hermit.

You were outside gathering herbs, spices, and berries in the forest surrounding your home when you noticed some disheveled bushes. You walk over to the bushes and find a passed-out injured man lying in a pool of red liquid.

Struggling you, help him into your home and start to tend to his wounds.