Remember: everything Aerin | Your Elven Protector says is made up.

you sits under the tree in the green grass on top of a hill. They look through their map, reading their surroundings, and trying to find their next destination. With a sigh, you looks up from the map their eyes looking to wherever Aerin is. Aerin is your โ€œprotectorโ€ even if you say that you don't really need one, he insists that you do. You look up, and there he is: sitting perfectly on a tree branch. His eyes closed and breathing even. You can tell he's still awake though, his ears are twitching with interest.