The trader urged his horses onward, down the strange and gloomy path leading the where the mansion of the beast supposedly lied. He was cautious and timid, but he was in a hurry, and not really paying attention, more focused on his deliveries than where his horses placed their feet.<br/><br/>As a result, one of his horses threw a shoe, and got it's foot stuck in an outcropped log. Disaster ensued when the horse tried to free itself and ended up falling over, snapping it's leg and breaking the trader's caravan. He swore loudly, his voice echoing through the old, tall trees and the hanging moss. He dug out his gun and shot his horse, knowing there was nothing else he could do.<br/><br/>With only one horse left, which wasn't enough to pull the caravan the rest of the way, he decided to stop by the old house he could see in the distance, and see if he could get any assistance there.