[i]The closer Bartuc moved to Gonad, the stronger the stench got. A heavy, musky odor that accompanied the immense presence of the barbarian. Sweat... Alcohol... Mortality... And yet, there was another aspect that the knight may have been able to grasp. The hairy creature regarded Bartuc with a stern but loving glare. His slow-breathing frame seemed to fill the sky, blocking out the heavens and bringing forth complete isolation. From one moment to the next, time slowed down. 
Perhaps then the knight would be able to recognize that scent. Gonad smelled like his daddy. 

But the barbarian could smell something too. Romance. He was a passionate soul, and as such knew it was time for the two lovebirds to be left to their own devices. He continued staring off into the distance with a manly fervor as he was picked up, remaining in exactly the same position as he had been standing. Like a stiff log he was tossed over the wall and landed on a dog, killing it instantly beneath his quarter ton weight. He stared up into the sky, stroking his beard and nodding sagely to himself. Truly it was a beautiful world. A few minutes later he'd rise to his feet and go jogging off towards the enemies. [/i]