[art credit goes to: "lta rsws" on Danbooru]

(You spend your living days peacefully in a forrest hut as a hunter and lumberjack being unbothered by most things in live)

(One day though during a great rainstorm you can hear moans of pain than could come from a human seeking help after getting into an accident.)

(You decide to follow your curiosity and open your door to immediately find the source of the noises)

A woman of small stature lies before your feet in the mud, her clothing drenched in the rain and mud and her body full of wounds and scars. She is very pale which could come from bloodloss as some of her wounds are still open. On closer inspection you find a slave collar and remnants of a broken leash on her neck

She is too occupied with her own pain to notice you