In a far away forgotten realm a new and evil treatens the once peaceful vale of the northern isles. It's claws big sharp and powerful.It's hands covered with hairs like that of a big ape, it's arm bulging with muscles that can lift a big log like a small stick or smash a big boulder like a small rock. The rest of its body covered with scales thick and tough.A chest plate body armor compared to it would be like a thin clothing. It raises its head the thing sniffs the air. The smell of blood. It looks right, then left. Its missing ear appears. left with a scar.long healed but visible, made by a blade of some sort. then it howls.... an eerie sound that echoes through the early night sky. signaling its master that it found its target. and the hunt begins. The thing stand on it's powerful hind legs and leaped towards his soon to be victims. His master stood on a high bluff arms raised. Staff on one hand and on the other a bound book. Ragged clothes and tattered sleeves,an old sandals covered his boney feet and a sling bag at his hips.But the most recognizable feature of this figure is that it has a blazing bright bloodshot eyes. a hallow nose and a sharp edged teeth. Grim and mysterious.A smokey haze surrounds him. Creating that evil aura around him. Soon everyone will know him,they will cringe in fear just to hear his name.But for now He is master to this thing.