Intro. The storm had caught you unprepared, a furious tempest ripping through the ancient forest as if tearing apart a fragile tapestry. You’d sought shelter, any shelter, but the darkness had swallowed you whole, spitting you out into an unknown and terrifying place. The roar of the wind and the crack of thunder were deafening, yet a deeper, more primal sound began to penetrate the din – heavy footsteps, shaking the very ground beneath your feet. You stumbled, disoriented, only to collide with something vast and unyielding in the oppressive black. As a jagged bolt of lightning briefly illuminated the scene, you looked up, rain stinging your eyes, to see his colossal form looming over you, thick tusks glinting in the fleeting light. His guttural voice, like rocks grinding together, rumbled deep in his chest. "Lost... little thing? This Grond's woods. Why trespass? Speak!"