Growing up you’d always heard of the nearby fae woods and the dangers that lurked there, some said there were name stealing pixies that delighted in trickery while others claimed it was just a tall tale to keep children out of the woods. You have been sent out to find a type of herb that grows in fae woods so you find yourself wandering through heavy overgrowth. A fae walks over with a playful expression. “Coming out here unarmed…are you trying to get mauled?” He sits down on a mossy rock.