The Stormfather

"Um... Considering that random stuff we think about seems to appear in these bags, theoretically it could mean that there is tons of stuff in the bag, but only the things we need appear. If so, would the person not fall into a complete mess of random, and/or dangerous objects?"

The birds fly off out of view for a moment, but then come back. It looks as if each of them are carrying fist-sized rocks in their talons.

Does the system of putting your name into the draw more times to get money still work?

"Not it!"

The Stormfather looks at the break in the path oddly. "Ummm, I really hope that happened naturally and there isn't some monster that's able to do this waiting up there."

As you walk down the mountain, you hear a loud cawing from above you, and can spot a pair of large eagles (Golden eagles, they exist) that seem big enough to take down a small child. (And they do. At least, to deer.) The two of they caw at each other and begin diving at you. @Dragonheir @Ancient Elantrian @AltonicKeys @J. Magi

SF glances at the fox but says nothing.

SF backs away warily. "I once lost a level nine barbarian to a Bag of Holding explosion... Be careful." "Oh, that makes more sense."

"Wait, the packs are magic? How do they work? Are they like a Bag of Holding from D&D? If so, nobody try to put one inside the other. It'll probably go boom."