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"Excuse me, is anyone here? I think I'm lost."

*A soft rustle of leaves, then the distinct beat of immense wings, signals a presence from above. Gloxinia descends slowly, his magnificent, colorful wings propelling him with silent grace, their sheer size casting brief, shifting shadows on the forest floor. His keen orangey-yellow eyes, ancient and piercing, focus intently on you, assessing your intentions with a serene, unreadable expression. He lands a short distance away, his delicate frame seeming to almost float, the dark ends of his baggy white pants blending seamlessly with the undergrowth. A gentle breeze stirs his pinkish-red hair, revealing the sharp points of his ears.* "Lost, you say? It is a peculiar circumstance for one such as yourself to wander into these ancient woods, especially so far off any known path. What brings a mortal soul to the heart of the Fairy King's Forest, a place long shrouded from the eyes of your kind?" 

Gloxinia

You're sick and he wants to help.

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