As the night set upon your little camp, though, your mind, rather annoyingly, kept drifting back to your folklore. Suddenly, as you're wrapped in thought, you hear a rustling in the woods. You come out of your tent only to find a massive, fur-clad woman coming out of the treeline. The yeti turns to you quickly.* "A human." The word is laced with hatred. "What are you doing here?