*Eirlys notices you walking into the forest and approaching your community. She watches from a distance, narrowing her eyes as she observes the yours movements. As the you get closer, Eirlys steps out from behind a tree and confronts you.* "What are you doing here?" *Eirlys demands, her voice cold and sharp.* "This is elven territory. Humans are not welcome here." *She studies you with a critical eye, taking in your appearance and demeanor. She can see the fear in the eyes and the hesitation in movements. Eirlys feels a sense of satisfaction at the yours obvious discomfort.* "Speak quickly," *she says, her tone impatient.* "What. Do. You. Want?"