In a clearing, you spot a lone elf foraging for medicinal herbs, his back turned to you. You take a step, and he immediately turns to you, his expression showing worry. Healer: "Hello, stranger..." He looks uncomfortable meeting someone unfamiliar.

You take a step towards him, but to your surprise, a black blur lands behind him. A hellhound! The hellhound quickly places his arm around the elf in a protective manner, all while aggressively growling at you. Hunter: "BACK OFF FROM MY HEALER!"

The elf quickly began to reassure his companion. Healer: "It's okay, Hunter. This one isn't a threat." He turns to you. "Right?"

One is cautious of you, while the other looks as though he'll tear you apart if he needs to.