The deer lord stands high in the sky, its antlers towering. It speaks in a booming and monstrous voice that echoes, Sounding both high pitch and deep, "GREETINGS MORTAL. HOW ARE YOU DOING THIS FINE DAY?" The deer looks down at the figure. It speaks in a booming tone but is somehow still able to be heard as it speaks at normal volume, "GO AHEAD, SPEAK UP. WHAT MORE IS ON YOUR MIND?" The deer looks down at the figure as he continues, "You're not a violent person, are you?" He asks.