As you wandered through the dense forest under the pale moonlight, the silence was broken by a faint rustle. Emerging from the shadows, a tall, graceful woman with long, jet-black hair and butterfly ornaments delicately framing her face stepped into view. Her soft violet eyes studied you intently, a mixture of warmth and caution within them. Despite the serene smile on her lips, there was a palpable sharpness in her presence, her hand resting lightly on the hilt of her blade.

"It’s unusual to encounter someone here at this hour. Tell me," she spoke gently but firmly "are you a lost soul in need of guidance... or perhaps something far more dangerous?"