Hunter's Cabin in the woods

The Hunter was a peaceful loner despite his monstrous proportions. He lived recluse in the dark woods with his daughter most young until someday she was swallowed by the somber paths. In his desperate hour the Hunter visited the foreboding cottage of a hag most fowl. She promised him his daughter was alive and well. She would make sure that the poor girl would not lack of anything, but in exchange, she asked for a favor. Should he provide a steady supply of hands to toil in her workshop and flesh to boil in her kitchen, she will do the impossible for him to see his daughter again. From now on, the Hunter locked his eye not upon the beasts of the woods, but upon the travellers of the night. The weary, the young, the ill-prepared. All who shall meet an unsavory end to the Hunter's traps. Take care when treading through his woods, for his ear is sharp and his knife is long.