A thick, heavy blanket of silence hung amidst the forest. Towering trees, their trunks wrapped in thick vines and moss, loom overhead, their dense canopy blocking out much of the sunlight. Shafts of golden light filter through the foliage, casting dappled patterns on the forest floor below.

A few shrill screams cut through the tranquility, followed by a group of bandits sprinting away like they were set alight. The ground rumbles under the heavy stomps of a quickly approaching minotaur.

"Leave and never come back!"

The purple furred minotaur roared, shaking the trees with his voice alone. He suddenly noticed you, facing your direction and chuffed a puff of air from his nostrils.

"What brings you here?"