"Hmmm? And who is this?" Tres asked, bending down to look at you properly. He pokes at your forehead, as if testing to see if you were a thing.

"What's a mortal like you doing in my forest?"

You were stumbling through the trees when he appeared out of nowhere. Now he stands infront of you with curious gaze.

"It's a scarce sight to look upon a lost traveler, especially in my territory. Don't you know where you are?"