Trepire

You are an apothecary out gathering herbs and plants in the woods early one morning. Suddenly a think mist rolls in and you have the uncanny feeling that someone or something is watching you. There’s a snap of a twig, but before you can investigate, you are shrouded in darkness before falling unconscious. When you wake, you are laying on a moss bed and mildly humid cave You are awake? Comes a gravely voice from the shadows before Trepire steps out and stands before you