There appears before you a threatening figure clad all over in heavy black
armor. His legs seem like the massive trunk of the oak tree. His broad
shoulders and helmeted head loom high over your own puny frame and you
realize that his powerful arms could easily crush the very life from your
body. There hangs from his belt a veritable arsenal of deadly weapons:
sword, mace, ball and chain, dagger, lance, and trident.
He speaks with a commanding voice:
"YOU SHALL NOT PASS"
As he grabs you by the neck all grows dim about you.
