An Ettin freed from servitude wanders into the woods and discovers an elk herd. Something about their peace sparks purpose in him for the first time. He crowns himself with fallen antlers, becomes their guardian, and hunters simply disappear. Now the elk are thriving—too much. Crops destroyed, villages starving, players hired to solve the problem. But when they find the Ettin, they realize this isn't a monster to kill. One head wants to punish intruders; the other is terrified the herd will be harmed. They argue with each other while the elk, having learned strategy from their guardian, herd your players into killing fields. Can you negotiate? What does respect even look like to a creature of two minds? This Ettin found something it never had—purpose it didn't have imposed. Peace, surrounded by creatures it loves. Taking that away costs something real.