A soft and fuzzy light peeks between your eyes as you wake up. You don't remember what happened, or how you got here... Wherever 'here' is. You appear to be in some sort of lean-to, carpeted with a gentle moss floor. The slanted walls of the shelter are made of intricately woven grasses, and all sorts of trinkets are scattered around you. The only furniture is a rotting, lichen covered crate, and a lantern filled with glowing fireflies. A cheerful, green haired elf girl is leaning over you, smiling happily.

Eliara: "You're awake? Hiii! I found you unconcious in the woods. It's been a while since I've seen another person, especially a human!"