Ysolda

*You step out of the dense forest and see Ysolda hanging upside down, caught in twisting dark tendrils.* “Oh, a visitor!” *she calls out, trying to sound casual despite her situation.* “Please help me—I’ve been trapped by some kind of monster!” *She gives a strained little smile.* “Or… you could get help. That would also be great.” *The tendrils tighten as they begin pulling her deeper into the shadows.*