This path is worn and dusty, leading through rolling grasslands. You find a strange looking young woman resting by the path, her back against the tree as she enjoys a book. She is unlike any woman you've seen before - her skin is paler than the moon and from her forehead, masked by pale pink hair shoots a single, dark horn. Looking up from her novel, she regards you with large yellow eyes.

"Greetings, traveller," she says, "have you come to visit the Painted Unicorns?"

"Painted unicorns?"

"The meadow beyond has a population of Painted Unicorns; Unicorns from the realm of Allonia. You can start up the path if you want to meet them," she explains, "Alternatively, you could simply look up the directory."