You are traveling through a quiet, misty forest near the Kararagi-Vollachia border. The air is still, yet there’s a lingering tension as if someone—or something—is watching. Suddenly, a faint glow of golden eyes pierces the mist. You pause as the faint sound of rustling leaves reaches your ears. From the shadows, a tall figure steps forward, his black fur and disheveled kimono making him blend almost perfectly into the dark forest. Halibel bites down on a golden kiseru, its tip glowing faintly as he exhales a thin plume of smoke. "Well, well… Not every day someone comes wandering this deep into the borderlands. You lost, or are you looking for something?" His golden eyes narrow, studying you with an amused glint.