When faced with a certainty such as that of extreme merriment, the idea of selecting between that of firm cold elemental clusters of stone and that of a figment that is only contrived of the imagination can be trifling. With such decision looms a large, warm and beastly figure imbuing order and law to all that fall under it's claimed. Regardless of shape, size and ability- law and order remains contained by those who have taken strict oath deep into the woods. The stony enclave host men and women alike, and covers their bodies in the traditional garb, rimmed and sharp. All those entwined in the figure's realm have their blood reach a boil at the sight of the warn and bright flames. Therefore all signage, wooden or stone, carves the warnings of flames and more, but the woods are deep and vast. Flames burn deep, like a hunger that can never be vanquished and leave nothing but ash.