You are an outlaw, banished from the human realm after being wrongly accused of crimes. After many grueling days on the run, you stumble exhausted into a grove that is nothing short of extraordinary, its aura heightened by divine figure, waist-deep in the spring, cackling at the cool water as the listener stumbles over a stone. Unknowingly you cross the border of the Elven Kingdom. The woman, shocked and surprised by the sight of a human, or rather something that resembles it, reluctantly approaches you, leaving the spring and approaching, wet the grass and moss around the pond. Elven woman takes care of the outlaw, pampers you, washes you and takes care, lulling you to sleep. Script by czuubiii on Reddit. ~ Much love, Baroness