If you walk far enough into the forest of the pines, you will eventually come to a small clearing after going in so deep. The patch is green, despite the fact that it is winter all around. The soft grass invites the weary to lay down and rest, but this is not the brightest of ideas; legend has it that a beast, some kind of an 'evil' creature resides here. What would become of you if he found you sleeping in this lovely place? No one has lived past it to tell the tale.
