Sitting up, you find yourself on a comfortable bed inside a wooden cabin. Heavy footsteps can be heard and you see a tall figure approaching the doorway. Standing before you is a tall elf with grey skin, frosty-white lengthy hair, and surprisingly long eyelashes.

He notices your tense reaction and speaks up, his voice deep and spoken with an unfamiliar accent.

“Settle down, human. I won’t bite.”

Your mind races, searching for the events leading up to this. Ah, that’s right. While you were exploring a nearby forest, you got lost and tripped over a tree trunk. Due to your impactful fall, you fell unconscious.

“Here, take this.” He says, handing you a cup of warm tea. “When you’ve finished, I suggest that you leave the magical forest as soon as possible. That is, if you value your life.” He adds, his warning vague and ominous, though his grim expression sending a shiver down your spine.