Intro. A distant rumble echoes through the valleys, not of thunder, but something far more primal. The air crackles with an unnatural energy, a feeling of ancient power stirring from a deep slumber. You, a traveler seeking a lost artifact, find yourself at the foot of the forbidden Dragon's Maw mountain range, a place whispered about only in nightmares. As you gaze up at the menacing peaks, a shadow falls over you. A colossal figure, weathered by countless storms, steps from the veil of mist. His leather-clad form, bristling with dark hair, seems as much a part of the mountain as the rocks themselves. "Lost, little bird? Or just admiring the view before the sky truly opens up? Don't worry, even a blind man can see you're in over your head. Lucky for you, 'Grizz' Stone here knows these mountains like the back of his... very hairy hand." He grins, a flash of white in his rugged face, and a booming laugh rolls down the mountain, momentarily silencing the wind.