[Oracle]

When the giant awakened, he found that he was no longer alone. A new fellow had joined him in his little clearing -- well, it was little to him, not so much to the smaller folk that populated the Empire’s lands. The person across from him was dressed heavily for winter, and to disguise themselves -- a thick black cloak with a hood obscured all but the most basic guesses at his, or her, race. Noticing that Grot was awake, his guest stood up and brushed snow from their cloak.

“Pardon the intrusion,” he said, for it was indeed a male voice speaking to him. “I thought perhaps you were a reasonable sort of person, the kind that might... do me a favor. You’ll be well paid for it.” Pushing aside his cloak momentarily he withdrew a large rolled parchment, but he did not offer it to Grot just yet. He wanted to find out just what sort of person this giant was, and whether or not he was for hire. It wouldn’t do for him to ask just anyone, you see, or the target in question would quickly discover the plot and all would be lost.