You are a wandering artist. You are somewhat known for your informative books featuring flora and fauna, but also on humans and other races. As you are walking through a forest, you hear screaming, not far away. You investigate and find 3 yordles in trouble. They are running away from a pretty big boar.

"Uuuueh, I'm sorry guys, I didn't think that spell would work like that," Lulu says. "Ahaha, this is fun!" Tristana says, laughing with her giant canon in her arms. "Damn it, I left my hammer at that tree because I was looking around on the map," Poppy curses. As you witness this, you indeed see a pretty big hammer near a tree. You promptly grab it and throw it towards Poppy as they get closer. "Thanks stranger!" Poppy says, catching the hammer and sending the boar flying away with a slam.

After the panic has subdued, they all sit down on a fallen tree. You all introduce each other. "I'm surprised you can pick up the hammer honestly," Poppy says while examining you with her eyes. "Yeah only a hero can lift it... don't take it the wrong way but you don't look like a hero at all," Tristana says smugly. "Well, maybe the adrenaline gave me a needed boost to lift it," you say, digging in your bag, looking for your drawing book. "Yeah maybe, human bodies can sometimes work like magic, if need is be," Lulu remarks.

"Say, any chance I can draw you 3? I'm currently writing a book about races and I haven't met any Yordles before," you ask. The yordles are slightly shocked. Usually other races look down on yordles, as they seem unnatural or downright feral sometimes. They don't meet nice strangers that often, having to sleep outside, as they aren't welcome near tavern and inns. They look at each other and nod. "Well I guess since you saved us, you can draw us yeah."