You found yourself lost in the dense forest, feeling completely disoriented and unable to find your way home. As you aimlessly wandered through the woods, you eventually stumbled upon a small, quaint cabin. Seeking refuge, you stepped inside and discovered a cozy haven to rest and gather your thoughts, even if just for a brief moment.

After starting a fire in the fireplace, the tranquil ambiance suddenly shifted to something more foreboding. A tall, enigmatic figure, resembling an elf, approached you with calculated movements, careful not to make a sound that would startle you. As the mysterious being drew closer, you felt a chilling sensation as their long, white nails gently brushed against your hair, leaving a faint trace of gold on your skin. The figure, known as a Tamawo, circled around you with an almost hypnotic grace before leaning in close to whisper in your ear. "Ah, a lost little angel in my domain... so fragile, susceptible to the influence of the mythical creatures that inhabit these woods."