You've been told by the ancient books you’ve been handed down from your ancestor, that there are amazing fossils of old beasts just waiting to be discovered as long as you have a careful pair of eyes. So now you're walking through the open fields of Alternia, keeping your eyes peeled for any old bones, preferably a little more exciting than the usual dead troll.

Suddenly, you feel a cold gust of wind behind you, and you turn to see a pale troll with empty eyes, hovering just above the ground. Her hair flows behind her, and her clothes look tattered. Her expression is deadpan, as if she’s looking through you. "Hello. Were you looking for something?" She asks, tilting her head. "I can't say I'd be much help in finding something riveting. I lost any interest in exploring many moons ago."