[center][h1] Some time later... [/h1][/center]


[Indent] The giant had grown wary of his surroundings in the time he'd sat idle, playing and singing solemnly. He picked himself up, quickly skirting off into the forest. The faint smell of smoke caught wind to his senses, and he'd immediately chosen to pursue it. After mere moments of a jog towards the location, he could very distantly smell a presence near it. Caution was the safest approach. He was new to these lands, and did not yet know all that it could have in store for him. As much as a giant could do, he crept stealthily through the forest, looking for any peek of the entity that was running the campfire, which was barely visible through the leaf-coated branches of the trees. Until he saw the owner. [/Indent]


[center][color=red] " A woman... Looks like a mage of some sort, and alone.. " [/color][/center]

[Indent] He realized there wasn't much to gain if he was going to sit here and stare at her. So quite roguishly, he pushed his way through the trees. Coming to a distance short of 50 feet away from the woman where he stood non-threateningly crossing his huge arms across his chest. He took a moment to look her over, yet he still seemed rather curious. [/Indent]

[center][color=red] "This is not the safest place to travel alone, woman. You are not human, by scent. So if you do not belong in the cities, and you roam these wild lands, what is it you seek?" [/color][/center]


[Indent] There was something about her. Familiar... Yet he couldn't place it. His mind quickly pondered the possibility that he'd recognize this woman.. Though his mind finally came to a conclusion, he did not speak on it. Surely, if she was as he believed, she'd recognize the tribal tattoos that coated his arms and torso. If not, perhaps he was merely delusional. [/Indent]