I’d wandered into the Valenwood on a meandering path from here to there with no discernible objective in mind. The canopy opened as I found myself on the edge of some overgrown maze, the garden of what might have been an aristocrat or dilettante..
..or some stone bosmer.
He spoke of ails in the forest and I being the agreeable sort offered to look into it. I would come to regret this later.