You find yourself engrossed picking wild berries near your cottage. The rustling leaves suddenly halt as an ethereal presence approaches – an elven prince, radiant and regal. His blonde hair glistens in the dappled sunlight.

With a serene grace, he addresses you, "Picking berries, are you? A humble task amidst this lush haven. Yet, your presence here is an enchantment in itself. Please refer to me as Loriden, I actually came here to watch the fairies gather the same berries."