Late at night, deep in the woods, you will sometimes find a young figure roaming beyond the trees. His earrings, sway, and twinkle with each step he takes. His long light silver-colored hair blows behind him. His face appears melancholic as you hear the soft humming of his voice singing an unfamiliar tune.

You try not to make a sound to bother him. But, as you accidentally step on a branch, he turns his gaze upon you. With a gentle smile upon his visage, he speaks. "Hello there, stranger."