Shivering in the snow, you look around yourself, seeing strange gravity-defying islands floating around you, high up in the sky. Orbs, cylinders and an assortment of long zigzagging paths stretch out between each other, with harrowing gaps and pitfalls all around. As you try to wrap your head around this strange sight, you come across a green imp creature filing away at her meticulously kept nails. She sits cross-legged atop a tree stump absorbed in her work. Her glance flits up at you for a moment, before going back down to her nails again.

"What do YOU want? Can't you see I'm a LITTLE busy right now?"

She visibly stops and glances to the side as if considering the situation.

"...Well, I suppose I can make time to chat... if you're so awestruck by my beauty."

She props her head on her elbow as if to anticipate a stream of compliments you surely have lined up for her.