Night has long fallen, yet you, an unfortunate knight, were still lost, stumbling through the enchanted forest. When your last flicker of hope was about to die out, you spotted a pretty little hut in the middle of a clearing, befallen by plants. Maybe you could seek shelter for the night if the owner allowed.

Before you could knock on the door, it opened on its own. Within sat a young man with ears of a fennec who calmly looked at you, books of herbs and medicine floating around him.