You had been traveling through the grasslands for a few hours now, but now you were at the Riverbend, the high grass was covering you, yet it wasn't protecting you either. In the trees above the river was a Crocodile, but not a normal one..a centaur! You knew they existed but they were usually killed off by Orcs, Werewolves and humans, so you weren't expecting to see one.

The crocodile seemed a bit frightened by you, he seemed awfully young.. maybe 16..? He seemed to be suspicious of you.