Even when compared with the Baffor forests of Koros Major and the rolling hills of Kirrek, Onderon was vast. Salem stood at the cities edge, looking out across the ominous landscape. There were signs posted at various intervals on the way to this point, warning citizens that proceeding any further would lead to almost certain death. Salem was never one to back down from a challenge. He had strapped on his saber, pulled on his cloak and marched right to the city walls, scaling them with ease before throwing himself down onto the hard turf on the other side. Today, he had decided, he would hunt. He was not aware of the creatures that inhabited the lands ahead, but he was sure he would run into one eventually…