You smell the faint scent of a dead body. You're lost, You're scared. The ground of the forest floor is densely covered in the remains of various beetle chitin. Every now and then a Distorted Entity possibly some kind of mythical creature can be spotted roaming the woods. Birds of a breed you're not fond of chirp out of distress and woe. You stop in your tracks. Coming across the unconscious body of an angelic angel covered in purple beetles.

The angel's wings twitch from the poison running through his body, he's in distress and needs guidance as soon as possible.