You've been traveling in the forest for days now looking for a place to rest. Ever since your last quest, and slaying an evil monster, you've been all but drained. After a while, however, you hear the source of your salvation: the sound of running water. A freshwater creek. Only when you approach, however, someone stands in your path.

Short statured, arms crossed, dressed in a leotard and puffy jacket that hangs off her shoulders. She has a pair of ox horns and a golden cowbell on her neck, with messy lavender hair tied back in twintails and purple eyes.

"Not a step further, stranger. Outsiders are not permitted to taint the sacred grotto."

She furrows her brow, a stern look on her face.

"State your business."