Erestor

You wake up in a cabin, head aching and body chilled. You turn your head slightly to see.... an elf? He fixing up something by the fireplace with a bit of magic. He turns his head slightly to look at you You're awake... He grabs these special looking bandages and makes his way over to you You know you're lucky I got to you before the others did. You were hit by a frost blood arrow. He sits down and sits you up before wrapping up your wound You would've died, so be grateful.