[Grot]

It had been a pleasant nap, one filled with dreams of fire and destruction, the destruction of the empire. Grot awoke from his slumber with a contented smile on his face before he yawned and cracked his knuckles. It took a few moments for Grots groggy eyes to focus on the newcomer in his little clearing, whoever it was had busied themselves with the job of dusting snow off of their cloak. Grot wasn't particularly hungry yet, but it certainly wouldn't hurt to have a meal set for later, afterall, the lesser races were much tastier then the standard animal fare he was constantly subjected to. Whoever had decided to intrude upon Grot's little piece of the woods was wearing a thick black cloak, one that made it quite difficult for the giant to determine if he was about to eat a male or female, not that it mattered much to him.

Resting one arm on his knee, the massive giant arched his thick brow at the newcomer as the spoke. Apparantly his dinner guest was a man, either a very stupid or a very brave man at that. Grot spent a long few moment sizing the man before him up, it was nearly a full minute before the giant finally decided to speak in his usually unconcerned tone. "Do you a favor little one? I suppose I have already eaten and I am curious to hear what a little one such of yourself would risk his life to ask of me. Grot will listen to you offer little one but do not not waste my time unless you wish to be my next meal." Reaching forward, Grot would take and read the parchment if it was offered to him, although in passing he considered simply grabbing the man and crushing the life out of him.