-Northeastern Siberia-
On the edge of sparse woodland, a scary man sat around a campfire.
Five wolf carcasses surrounded the man, and on his face, a mask made of wolf-skin hid his facial features.
The man was eating cooked meat, and he was enjoying it so much it seemed that he hadn't eaten for days.
"Ah, to eat meat after a diet of air and faith energy, what a blessing!" Hermes resumed his habitual monologues.
He decided to wear a mask to hide his identity, and also simply because it made him look overbearing.
After a long and hearty meal, he moved on from this place.
As he energetically flew through the skies, he suddenly heard a commotion.
In the distance, a roar rang out through the lands and into his eardrums.
Hermes decided to check it out and followed the direction in which the roar was the loudest.
Suddenly, earthquake-like tremors reverberated on the soil from the direction of the noise.
