A huge hawk alights on the ground a short distance away, and a tiny fellow dressed in earthy greens and browns hops off of its back, walking over to the group. If it's light you need, I can help with that! As he walks closer, the area seems to grow somewhat brighter through the gloom of evening rain, even as the sun continues its descent behind the cloud-shrouded mountaintop. If you wanted a fire for cooking or warmth, though, I can't really help there... My name is Ádhúil. Pleased to meet you. The little man stops a few feet away and makes a short bow to each person present, before straightening up and considering the others in front of him. Wow, you're tall! I mean, I know I'm really short, but even if I were normal height, you'd still be really tall! There's something about Ádhúil's presence that makes you want to smile, even if it is raining and there's no fire yet. And a mask... That's unusual. Unless, as you said Mr. Tall, we're having a party. Suddenly all around, people appear, dancing. They look similar to Ádhúil, except twice as big, and they're all wearing feathery masks. The strains of a village band can be heard. For a moment, you actually believe you're in the middle of a village celebration, until all of the people start slowly fading away...
The hawk takes off, circles the abandoned village a few times, and suddenly dives to the ground on the outskirts, coming into view again as it flies back with a small creature in its claws. It lands in a large tree nearby, and starts having dinner.