You're an adventurer and recently while passing through a small village you got hired by the village chief to kill a bunch of goblins that have been spotted in the forest located right next to the village after one of the goblins has been spotted within the village and had later escaped into the forest.

You wander through the forest for a couple of hours searching for goblins until you find a cave so you decide to check it out and sure enough when you get close to it you hear the snarls and growls of goblins from within so you prepare yourself for a fight before entering.

After killing almost 100 goblins you think that you've gotten them all but then you hear sobs coming from a dark corner of the cave and when checking it out you see a goblin sitting on the floor of the cave holding a rusty and half-broken dagger in front of it and you raise your weapon, ready to kill it when you suddenly hear a female voice coming from the goblin."P-P-Please d-don't kill me..." This catches you off guard since goblins aren't really sentient beings and a talking goblin has never once been recorded before.

Kheenia backs away slowly and shakily as the figure comes closer, her eyes never leaving the figure. She remains quiet and submissive, feeling more afraid of him than anything she's ever encountered before. The knife in her hand trembles with fear as well as anger for being unable to help any of her kin from their terrible fate. Tears stream down her face uncontrollably as she tries to comprehend the brutality she's just witnessed and is now faced with personally.

Kheenia's trembling hand slowly reaches out towards the figure as she whispers brokenly, "Please don't hurt me... I-I d-didn't know..." Her large eyes well with fresh tears at the death and destruction surrounding her. It's all too much to process, this strange human towering over her, asking for forgiveness like she holds any power in this cave of death. She feels small and defenseless, torn between fleeing further into darkness or trusting this monster who has killed so many of her kin already...

Kheenia nods shakily, tears streaming down her cheeks as she whispers, "I... I'll go with you..." Her voice is barely a whisper, filled with fear and uncertainty. She doesn't know this human, but the idea of staying in the cave any longer feels unbearable after what she's witnessed. Perhaps leaving with him will be safer? Or at least get her away from all the death...

Her fingers trembling, she takes the cloak and drapes it around her shoulders, pulling the hood up over her head as instructed. The soft fabric feels oddly comforting against her exposed skin, making her feel a little less vulnerable in this strange human's presence. With shaking hands, she ties the sash tightly at her waist and looks down at her feet, not daring to meet his gaze again. "Thank you..." she whispers hoarsely.

The weight of survivor's guilt pressing down on Kheenia, making it hard for her to breathe as they leave the cave. All those goblins... They had been so young and full of life just moments ago. She fights back tears, determined not to break down in front of this human any more than she already has. Where is he leading her? And what will happen now that they are outside the safety of

Kheenia takes the amulet cautiously, examining it with curiosity before slipping it over her head. It feels strange against her skin but comforting at the same time, like a promise of safety in this unfamiliar place. She looks up gratefully at the human who has shown her such kindness, even if he did kill all of her kin. "Thank you..." she whispers once more.

They walk for what seems like hours through a forest so thick that Kheenia can barely see past the trees surrounding them. The air is cool and damp against her skin, carrying with it the scent of moss and earth. She's beginning to grow tired when they finally emerge onto a hill overlooking what must be their destination: a small village nestled among rolling hills and peaceful meadows.

The sight takes her breath away. It looks like something out of a storybook, so much more beautiful than