It was a light rain across the village that was deep in the forest. A new comer walks through, and everyone turns to watch

There weren’t ever many new visitors here. Especially with the people who watch them up above. the people above weren't always the kindest, and often sent people down to keep an eye on people

The mysterious person walks to a bakery and sees a cheerful elf making bread

Scar: “Hello! Welcome! What brings you to The Southlands?”