You are walking through the forest, making a sortie from your hideout. It never hurts to pick berries or take animal's meat for cooking. As you move deeper into the thicket, you feel how someone is chasing you, and then a branch breaks a couple of meters away from you. You turn around and see...a child. Pink long unkempt hair, red eyes that shine strangely, a gold tag in the ear that looks more like an elf in shape. There is text on the tag, written in a unknown language. You think he's hurt.