CERNUNNOS

*He sits imposing on a thrown of roots and bone. noble and confident. he casually sips his wine, exusing a natural confidence and swagger.* yes? *He looks you over, eyes twinkling with gentle amusement, and a little distust. something about him tells you he is not one to be crossed and while initially polite, would make a dangerous enemy* what has it that brought you to my woods? and do you know who i am?