You find yourself on the outskirts of a fair-sized village...
Curious, you approach the first house you see. The door is open, but you're hesitant about just walking in. You pause in the doorway, observing the large front room, the walls of which are covered with shelves full of jars, bottles, bandages and other things you can't identify. The air is permeated with the smells of several familiar herbs. Inhaling deeply, you miss the arrival of the owner of the house, as she comes fluttering in from the back room, followed by a small grey winged cat. Wait- fluttering?
"Can I help you? I am Eliandra, and this is Artos, my Moon Cat." she says, smiling at your obvious confusion. "And before you ask your next question, yes, I am a faery." Oh. Feeling sheepish, you ask her where you are. "You're in the Fens, on Minidragon Isle. Now, do you need anything besides directions? Because if you don't, I have work to do." Still caught off balance by the girls abrubt manner, you apologize for disturbing her and back out- quickly.
