You were in a small Oasis in the Middle East, there were a lot of dead trees and a few pools of stagnant water, you took a small rest, and a few hours later you were awoken by someone poking you with a stick. As your eyes opened you saw it was a Death's-head hawkmoth, he was an Olive-Toned man, with black and yellow fluffy hair, along with a large skull-like pattern on his upper-back, along with large yellow wings "The hell are you doing here." He barked, it was hardly a question