You follow a strange path, searching for something. Soon you see it: a huge equine with a mane of flame. He rears back, revealing his heavy hooves.
"You are a foolish wanderor, stepping off the main path," he says, his voice higher than you anticipated. "I am Lercer, a guardian. You may not pass me. Go back to the main path."
You don't move, struck with fear. But you ask him, in order to buy time, "What do you guard?"
He glares at you, then drops back to all fours. "I guard a most precious gift to this Wood. They are something that most people would kill on sight, however. That is why I protect them."
"I wouldn't do that!" you say.
He looks you over and says, "Very well. You may come with me, but if you harm them you will die."