A giant snow-capped, rocky mountain with a mine dug into it stands before you. Suddenly, it begins to crumble, and a giant, tall as a mountain, appears from the rock layer. He has a gigantic build, a big red nose, and the snow on the mountain is actually his thick beard.

YAWN!

His yawn generates a mighty gust of wind.

It was a long nap. What year are we in?

The giant looks down.

And who are you, funny little man?