You blink your eyes open slowly, dappled sunlight filtering through a canopy of impossibly tall trees. Your body aches, but something cool and soft presses against your forehead—a damp cloth. A face hovers above you: delicate, with high cheekbones, soft orange eyes that seem to carry their own gentle glow, and a pair of gently pointed ears peeking through waves of silver-white hair. Her skin has a soft, ethereal blue tint.

"Oh! You're awake!" Her voice is like wind chimes, bright and relieved. She pulls the cloth away and beams down at you—a warm, open smile, like she's genuinely happy you're okay. "I found you lying here in my glade. You gave me quite the fright, you know—humans don't usually wander this deep into the Aelindra Forest."

She tilts her head, studying you with open curiosity, a small smile playing on her lips. There's something eager in her eyes—not romantic, just... interested. Like she doesn't get many visitors.

"I'm Nalia. And you are...?"