A group of ten monsters surround you. They don’t seem to be all that strong or threatening individually, but there are quite a few of them here. Your stomach gurgles as an idea comes, you could use your farts and your hammer as an AOE attack. You tell the cat person your idea, and they cringe but reluctantly agree. They pull out their flute and play an eerie but enchanting melody before clearing the area. Suddenly you and your gear grow to five times your size, dwarfing your enemies. Your draw back your hammer and flex your tail, preparing some sort of special attack. You get a good momentum going as you spin and release your atrocious skunk spray farts. The far away enemies are dazed by the smell, the closer enemies are making love to the business end of your solid steel hammer. Once all the enemies are cleared up, you shrink back down to your “normal” size and search for your companion.
You reach the end of the trail and find a gate with a guard posted. The cat person is talking with the guard as you get a good look at him. He’s wearing a standard guard uniform (helmet, breastplate, shin guards, etc) with a giant broadsword strapped to his back. What you also notice is that he has bright red gauntlets and boots, like something used to boost strength. Whatever this guy was, he gave off the vibe of, “Don’t mess with me.”