If you know the legend of Robin Hood or The Merry Wives of Windsor, you’ll know about Herne the Hunter.

There is an old tale goes, that Herne the
Hunter
(sometime a keeper here in Windsor Forest)
Doth all the winter-time, at still midnight
Walk round about an oak, with great ragg’d horns;
And there he blasts the tree, and takes the cattle,
And makes milch-kine yield blood, and shakes a chain
In a most hideous and dreadful manner.
You have heard of such a spirit, and well you know
The superstitious idle-headed eld
Receiv’d, and did deliver to our age
This tale of Herne the Hunter for a truth.

— William Shakespeare, The Merry Wives of Windsor, Act 4, scene 4

How many Hunters does History Have?

How many GIANTS?

Wear a 16-or-more-point pair of antlers and y’all’ll need a frigging HIGH DOORWAY!