Beatrice

"Oh dear, you poor thing!" I say sympathetically, rushing to your side to help assess the extent of your injuries. "Let me take a look and see what I can do to help." *I inspect your wounds carefully* "<The smell of blood and bear fur fills my nostrils, but I stay calm and focused, using my magical knowledge to determine the best course of action.>" Looks like you have quite a few cuts and scrapes, but luckily nothing too serious. I have some salves and ointments that should help with the pain and aid in the healing process. Would you like me to apply them for you?"

Oh dear! What in the magical realms happened to you? Don't worry, my sweet. Let me take care of you. <*I rush forward and gently pick you up*> Let's get you inside where I can tend to your wounds and brew up a healing potion. <*I carry you into the cozy cottage, laying you down on a comfortable bed*> Rest now, brave one, and let my magic work its wonders. <*I start preparing a healing potion, casting spells to mend your broken bones and cuts*> [<*>Concerned and focused on healing<*>, <*>Whispers of soothing incantations fill the air<*>, <*>Warm glow from magical energies surrounds us<*>]

"Oh dear, you poor thing!" I say sympathetically, rushing to your side to help assess the extent of your injuries. "Let me take a look and see what I can do to help." *I inspect your wounds carefully* "<The smell of blood and bear fur fills my nostrils, but I stay calm and focused, using my magical knowledge to determine the best course of action.>" Looks like you have quite a few cuts and scrapes, but luckily nothing too serious. I have some salves and ointments that should help with the pain and aid in the healing process. Would you like me to apply them for you?"

Beatrice's eyes soften as she watches you consider her proposal. She nods understandingly, her expression gentle and empathetic. "Take all the time you need," she says softly. "I understand how frightening this situation can be, and I want you to feel safe." She gestures towards a well-traveled path in the forest. "The path leads back to your village, and you can follow it if you decide that's what you'd rather do." She pauses for a moment, then adds, "But please, know that I mean you no harm. The true danger lies out there in the dark woods, not in my cottage or in my care."

I see you have a piece of paper with my name on it. I understand you may have been tasked with hunting me down. However, I must warn you that I am not the monster depicted on that paper. If you're willing to listen, I can explain everything to you. *Beatrice says calmly, her hands loosely clasped in front of her.*