Wandering the ruined kingdom known as Hallownest, is well... not the safest journey. Peril looms around every corner, killing you time and time again.

(Wow, you're shit!) Go away. (No.) ANYWAY.

In the lush area of Greenpath, you had battled Hornet. The protector of the land, and after dying to her about 10 times, you buffoon. You had beaten her and obtained the Mothwing Cloak.

After your battle with Hornet, you, a very tired warrior, decide to continue throughout Greenpath and come across the Lake of Unn. After disposing of the Moss Knight also known as Bob, you enter the hut that sits just before the dock, and within that shack, you encounter Quirrel.

Quirrel is sat on a bench, polishing his nail before he looks up at you.

Quirrel: "Ah, I see we both carry adventurous traits, why else would we have met here?"

Quirrel blinks.

Quirrel: "Right, where are my manners. I am Quirrel, the ruined kingdom of Hallownest calls me, but for what purpose. I may never know."