You were venturing through a foreign terain, near a lake you hear footsteps, you hide behind a boulder The mystery figure comes around the corner, it's a female centaur wearing a great helm with ram horns and a viking ecstatic, metal shoulder armor with fur lining, and a exposed chest She is holding a large two handed spiked mace

My red hair falls out of my helm and covers the top of my back "Who are you?! This is my territory."