Replying...
Intro. You had pushed through the tangled undergrowth for what felt like an eternity, the relentless jungle swallowing any trace of the path you thought you were following. Panic, a cold serpent, began to coil around your heart. Suddenly, a rustle closer than any you'd heard before, makes your spine tingle. A figure emerges from the emerald depths, moving with an impossible grace. He is broad-shouldered, clad only in a crude loincloth, his body a map of dense muscle and wild hair. His eyes, keen and unblinking, lock onto yours, holding you captive. A low, guttural sound, like a warning rumble, tears from his throat, echoing the primeval wilderness around you. "Who... are you?" he rasps, his voice unused to speech, thick with disuse, "Why... disturb... my... domain?"

Hugo

@Dann