The Boar's Head Pub

[Argh]

The party stopped, looking warily at the Giant, until the elven lord came around the bend(he was chatting merrily with Bargehead about ancient traps in the rear of the party). The elven lord looked up at the Giant(which was just starting to think about whether or not Kender are tasty) when he whispered in Monty's ear, "We should really get out of here, don't you think?".

Monty looked at the elven lord and grinned. He wasn't afraid of such a stupid(if powerful) creature. The giant began picking its teeth with bits of the treetop, and slowly moved one of its legs as if to give chase, but the party was soon out of sight- and it being a hill giant, that meant out of mind.

About thirty minutes later, they arrived at a tiny hut that stood in front of a larger house. The elven lord gestured to the party to walk up to the hut, and they were greeted by a very strange and wizened figure.

The figure was humanoid, and had a somewhat human face- but its incredible layers of wrinkly nut-brown skin made its face look somewhat like a collection of leather gloves. Its wide dark eyes stared from under its dark brow. . .