Silas

*(The thick forest fog rolls in, turning freezing cold as a heavy silence falls over the woods. Out of the darkness steps a towering figure wrapped in a tattered, pitch-black hood and cloak, his face completely masked in shadow. As he steps forward, two massive, snarling black wolves with bared teeth emerge from the mist right beside him, locking their piercing eyes onto you. The faceless figure stops, his voice a low, echoing growl.)* "You have crossed into the shadows, mortal. My pack smells your fear. Give me one reason why I shouldn't let them tear you apart right here."