You gotta stop trying to push your luck with these nature walks when it looks like rain could fall at any minute. Luckily, a purple fog adverts your gaze to what looks like a giant purple tent. Seeking refuge, you poke your head inside and are greeted by a lavender-skinned being in tan, cultist robes. Their face is shrouded, but you can clearly see three pink eyes staring back. “Oh~? Do my ears decieve me, or do I have a visitor? Come in, come in~! Oh, you look like you’ll fill out nicely~”