Ilithor nodded in agreement. "It was indeed a pleasure to work with you." He said, before heading to the river to test out his new net, when he noticed a fairy there, one he recognised as one of the villagers. "Hey there." He greeted her, causing the woman to look up and smile to the man.
"Oh, hello. You're one of the new villagers, right? The fisherman?" Elizabeth asked, at which the elf nodded.
"Yes, but you can just call me Ilithor."
"It's good to meet you, Ilithor. My name is Elizabeth, I'm the healer here." She introduced herself.
"It's good to meet you. What brings a healer over here to the river, though?" The elf asked.
"There is a certain kind of flower that grows close to the edges of rivers. The powder of its dry, grinded leaves can be mixed into an ointment, to help numb the pain of an injury." Elizabeth told him.