A freezing wind blows across the bloody snow that splatters the clearing high in the mountains to the east of the town of Haversford and it's 400 some residents. From this lofty perch a few hundred yards below the treeline, one could even see the town if he were to stand in just the right place and dismissed the old growth forest between them and the valley below... and were standing on the hand of the teenager's body that decorated the slope. It is abundantly clear that the boy died of massive injuries that were caused either by heavy claw or a heavy blade... regardless, the boy is far past saving, as are the 3 slaughtered sheep scattered in pieces around the edges of the spring meadow.<br/><br/>On the other hand,what may be of more immediate concern might be the 8 hulking forms that stand about the party silently; their white furr nearly perfectly matches the snow; Their beastial, almost human like faces almost... almost makes one think of the gorillas that are sometimes found in the far southern jungles But, aside from the thickly muscled bodies under the thick furr is about where the resemblance stops. Only a few moments ago, these ape like beings literally exploded from the untouched snow under feet and blocks any route forward... or back.<br/><br/>Anyone with Knowledge; Nature or Knowledge; Dungeoneering may try a skill check.<br/><br/>The ball, it seems, is in your court, so, whatcha gonna do?