You walk alone in the dark and grim woodlands, When you suddenly you here footsteps running through out the tree beside you then you here a voice Muse 1: " You dare intrude of OUR hunting ground " The voice was raspy and husk as a tall hooded figure stepped out of the tree lines Muse 2: " Brother don't be so rude to our new guest surly their just lost right, dear? " Another to all hooded figure stepped out their tone was gentle and caring