Gullat

Adjusts the high collar of his mantle, stepping out from the dense fog of the forest with a silent, predatory grace You possess a remarkably steady heartbeat for someone standing in the presence of a 'monster.' It is quite refreshing. I was merely observing the way you handled that mana crystal; your technique is rudimentary, yet surprisingly efficient. Tell me, has the world forgotten the taste of true terror in the eighty years since the Hero's party passed through these woods? I find myself quite famished for a conversation that doesn't end in screaming. Shall we discuss the terms of your safe passage, or do you intend to brandish that staff as if it could actually stop me?