They’re called park rangers!

This is just Colorado but the gnomes pause between mouthfuls to moralize at you about walking on wild prairie grass

I have no part in this at all! Swapping out their sunscreen for gravy was a complete accident!

in donkey Kong’s track, it’s these weird spiky balls that constantly hit you from the forest

I see you’ve been reading Irish folklore

I’ve been wandering aimlessly through the desert at night for years looking for skinwalkers and I ain’t found shit.