A massive lumbering humanoid shape looms out of the darkness of the trees. Over 9 feet tall, with a oddly shaped silhouetted head and massively broad shoulders. It steps towards the group and raises one giant hand, still silhouetted by the darkness of the woods.



Deep in the woods a woman sits around a campfire. She shovels a few handfuls of dirt onto it then stands up and heads towards the room, not knowing truly what direction she's going.
She moves slowly and carefully, watching all around her for signs of danger. Her heavy medieval armor rattles and clanks as she moves and her keeps a hand rested on the jeweled pommel of her massive Claymore strapped to her back. Her hazel eyes dart around from under her metal spiked helmet and her mouth is drawn in permanent frown