That had went surprisingly well. An-Hasst silently had expected there to be a real fight. One they only could have lost, assuming that the party would not have managed to retreat back into the more dense part of the woods fast enough. Still, given the last of the giant's statements, there was still trouble ahead of them. Now all of what they had seen made so much more sense: With stone giants using this as their 'playground' on a more regular basis it was pretty obvious why there weren't so many trees around here anymore. But maybe there'd be a patch of blood soon enough, if not on purpose then by accident. The Skayleigh knew that the other elf in their party was a very fast and nimble one, but everything had its limits and so had An-Hasst's desire to gamble.

[color=yellow]"I might not look like it compared to you..."[/color] he started to shout out towards the 12-foot giant. [color=yellow]"... but I'm partly of your kind. I'm a half giant, one of flesh and blood. And the other part of me I share with the one who you say is about to disturb your game. So I hope you can understand why I am reaching out to you again with a simple question: Maybe I go in there in order to try and get our friend out before anything more serious happens ?"[/color]

Part of him felt rather stupid for talking in this manner, but another part feld quite obliged. Who else was similarly well suited to this ? As a Skayleigh he knew he was fast, but at well over seven feet and with shoulders broad as a wall he also was more easily to spot for both their missing party member and any of the participants in this game. And maybe there'd even be some kind of... diplomatic bonus so to speak.


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