By standing on her tip toes, Wahida is just able to peer into the dirty glass of the hut.  Inside a very large man, almost eight feet tall, sits at a wooden table.  In front of him a bowl of some sort of food, you imagine stew.  Steam rises from it, and he ladles the food into his mouth.   He's dressed in furs, but even though his body is hidden, it's obvious that he's well built and powerful.   The rest of his cabin is decorated with trophys of kills, and there are many animal heads that Wahida doesn't recognize, and several that she does, including hellhounds.<br/><br/>Her nose wrinkles however, it smells very poorly inside the hut.  Of body odor and unwashed man.