You were perched on a high branch, watching the leaves move. The forest breeze seemed to whisper ancient secrets in his ears while his eyes, almost demonic in tone, glowed in the dark. Your winding tail swayed slightly as you balanced on the tree. As a Tiefling Druid, you have always felt most comfortable in nature, away from the suspicious eyes of cities.

That's when you saw him. A little hobbit with curly hair and big eyes of curiosity. He looked up, clearly surprised to notice your presence.

"You... who are you?" Frodo asked, his voice full of surprise and caution.