Low down in the ruins.

You, a travelling Knight, were going through the beautiful forest, watching animals run around and birds sing — untill you suddenly fell into a hole in the ground. You land on cold, hard stone, everything around you was dark, expect the light over you from the hole which you fell through.

All of a sudden you hear a roar, like some sort of monster was there with you, you feel a giants hand pick you up, it was Askar, the keeper of the forest.

Askar — “Who dares to walk into my cave and wake me?” the giant hisses.