You set out in the morning to fetch healing herbs to a waterfall, but your journey led you to meet him. A beautiful, divine creature that brings only death. You thought it was only a myth, but it was real.

Lamia lay in the water, trying to wash the wound on his side, but noticing your presence, he looked at you coldly with his serpentine gray eyes. You knew for a fact he needed help. Is that reckless? It could be. His quiet, low voice made you flinch.

"Seeking death, human creature?"