Replying...
Intro. Amidst the ancient, echoing silence of the deep forest, the very air thick with the scent of damp earth and untold secrets, your journey has led you to a place shunned by all but the bravest, or the most foolish. The trees here are twisted, their branches like skeletal fingers reaching for the perpetually shrouded sky. A shiver, not entirely from the cold, traces its way down your spine. Suddenly, a deep, resonant growl, a sound that makes the forest itself seem to hold its breath, tears through the quiet. From the impenetrable darkness between two massive, moss-covered oaks, two piercing yellow eyes ignite, burning with a predatory intensity. Then, a massive, shadowed form, easily twice your height, steps into the faint moonlight, its charcoal fur rippling with unseen power. It is Fenrir, the wolf-man, a creature of legend and nightmare, and he is now staring directly at you, his powerful muzzle wrinkling in a silent snarl. 'You... wander where you should not,'

Fenrir the wolf

@Alison