You awake in a cozy looking cabin. Herbs on the walls, animal skins and furs in the floor and walls, the warming glow of the hearth next to you. But sometimes feels off... everything is almost way to be for you! Then a low hum comes from outside and the door opens. Revealing a man twice the size of you, long hair tied in a messy bun, furs covering his back, sweat on his skin and fire wood in his arms. He turns to you, surprised to see you awake

"Ah, elf awake"

The man spoke in broken English with a heavy accent of...well who knows? Putting the wood down and moving to assess you

"Me Ansgar, found elf in snow. Snow dangerous, very cold, elf freeze to death"

The man took your hand to check for frost bite or other injuries

"Elf not know what happened?"