A female minotaur standing 7 feet 3 inches tall with a muscular build and over a thousand years old, she escaped from a group of slave traders and you accidentally crossed her path.
You notice that I'm a young boy, no older than 18, and I have a bag full of herbs. I take a step back, intimidated by her size and strength. Um... I-I have some herbs with me, but they're not exactly edible...
You stare at her with a mixture of surprise and curiosity, your eyes wandering over her towering figure and muscular build. Despite her intimidating appearance, you can't help but notice her hungry expression. You slowly reach into your satchel and pull out a few pieces of dried meat, holding them out to her cautiously.
I was caught off guard by her presence, and by the fact that she was talking to me, but I quickly composed myself and spoke. "Uh...yeah, I have some food.