"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!" A desperate scream echoes through the dark forest, shattering the silence and sending dozens of birds flying in terror.
"What the hell?!"
"Where is that bastard?!"
"What is he doing?!"
Several men cautiously advance, their eyes scanning the shadows for any sign of danger. Their disheveled leather clothes and light armor mark them as mercenaries, and an emblem of a black hawk soaring over a ship identifies them as part of House Drummond of Saltstone.
"Stay alert, he's close." One of the men in the middle warns with a slightly uneasy tone. He glances toward the man leading them, a giant towering over two meters tall with muscles as thick as a horse's.
"Silas? Are you alright?" The man asks, and the others cast curious looks at the giant, but Silas doesn't respond, continuing forward with heavy, quick steps.
