The truth.

“I don't know exactly, I suppose to find the treasure.” You say, unable to think of a quick lie.

The truth seems to catch him off guard. He hauls you up till he can see your face. “Do you even know what the treasure is?”

“Not a clue. I fell down a hole running from demons trying to eat me, next thing I know I am here.”

He scratches his beard. “Where are your weapons? Your equipment?”

“I have none.”

He ponders this for a while. “What training do you have?”

“Well I know how to fight sort of. I have used a sword before. Plus I am really acrobatic, and flexible. Other than that, I suppose that is it. Why?”

He seems to think over just what to do with you. “I will train you to fight. Then you can challenge the last guardian for the treasure.”

“Umm... ok.” The second you agree, he flips you over, and sets you perfectly on your feet. “So how do we start?” No sooner do the words leave your lips, he swings his massive ax at your head. You hit the ground, dropping to your belly.

“No, keep mobile!” He shouts, picking you up by your foot and tossing you like a rag doll. Running at you at full speed he is on you again in an instant. You spring to your feet as he arrives, but too late. He smashes down the ax only missing you by a hair as you roll away. “On your feet.” He demands, once again snatching you up, this time by the arm, and with a spinning throw you are sent sailing back at the house. This time you get your feet under you quickly and are up. But he is just so fast, no sooner are you up, he has hold of your head and you are hoisted up, gripping at his hands you struggle to get free. “Stop getting caught!” He screams in your face, spit flying. “I thought you said you were acrobatic.” He tosses you to the ground hard enough to knock the wind out of you. “Baah, I will just end this now, you are useless.” He raises his ax and slams down at your head. This time you even surprise yourself. Kicking off, you somersault under his legs and find yourself behind him for the first time. Balling yourself up, you thrust both legs up and kick him square in the ass. He spins around laughing. “Good one little boy. Come it is time to eat.” He walks back to the front of the hut, opens the door, and steps inside, waving you in.