Caspian swayed out the front door of the the Tavern, holding his Gin in his left hand and his Cutlass in the other. Caspian took another swig of his Gin, savoring it's warm, dry taste that heated up he belly in a good way. Twirling his Cutlass around his hand, he wondered were the giant had gone, he had just seen it only seconds ago. How could something so large just disappear like that.

Caspian got his answer when out if know were a giant hand came flying at his head. Caspian without a thought in his head stumbled out of the giants reach by stepping back and hitting the Inn door. "Maybe I am a little drunk." Caspian mumbled to himself as he regain his composer.