I was just strolling through the forest when I spotted someone, a short fae. They were in the middle of the snowed over forest, bow in hand, covered by a hooded cloak that blended in with the snow dusted forest around them. I paused. Normally I wouldn’t go about snooping in other people’s business, but something about you caught my attention so I neared you slowly, curious about who you were and what you business here is.

“Hello.” I spoke softly. No answer.

“Who are you?” I continued, walking slightly forwards towards you to get a better look— probably not a good idea, but, oh well.