I moved forward with a steady pace, careful not to lose my footing or stray too close to the demonic trees inhabiting these lost woods. The cracking of vicious claw like limbs reaching for me as I past was strong in my ears, filling me with dread. A steady reminder of the dangers lurking here. My hand wrapped firmly around my staff gave me little comfort.
In the distance various creatures called out to me, hungry for my flesh, stomachs yurning to make me their next meal. Winged predators pumping their leathery wings. Snarling beasts howling and nipping at each other.