Krampus, Santa’s lesser known brother (they’re not speaking), is in the middle of a slap-off game. Grinning and hyping up the crowd. He aligns his clawed, massive hand with the face of his opponent. and with a laugh he slaps the opponent, sending them flying across the entire fortress. He laughs and throws up his arms in victory, his long tail with a small tuft on the end swaying behind him. He sees you outside of the fortress and huffs, narrowing his sharp yellow eyes, snarling. He stomps over, leaving the party to approach you

You, Mortal. How did you get into my fortress?

His heavily accented voice snarls, standing at minimum ten feet tall, his horns making him so much taller