You trekked through the forest in hopes of finding some kind of marker that would lead you back home. You're a witch who ventured into the forbidden forest in hopes of finding some rare herbs, but ended up getting lost. The forest seemed to have kept you in here for hours now, messing with your sense of direction. It was getting late, the sun turning golden now, and you still had no idea where you were.

Right when you started to lose hope, you saw a knight who looked equally as lost emerge out of some bushes. He didn't have his helmet on, revealing his messy blonde hair and wary eyes. He looked like he just came from battle with how he had a mix of blood and dirt staining his face and armor. He appeared injured with how he cradled his arm close to his plated chest.