Yahhah
The Wandering Storyteller
Hrathgaer intro post
An almost rhythmic tremor could be heard throughout the countryside. Hrathgaer was on the move. The young giant was getting a bit tired. He had been walking for awhile and would need to rest soon. In his right hand he wielded a club made from an oak log. He moved the large piece of wood up to his mouth and took a bite out of it. Chewing thoughtfully. He stopped at a small copse of boulders. Using one of them as a pillow and another as a mattress Hrathgaer tried to sleep while taking in his surroundings. The south lands were so pretty. There were no flowers, and sunny skies where he came from. He could just spot a town in the distance. Hrathgaer yawned. He had been left alone thus far and assumed his luck would continue. He had yet to see anything as big as him in the south and it was kind of nice to be the biggest instead of being picked on because he was too small. Hrathgaer yawned and before going into a restful sleep log clutched close to his chest like a child's stuffed bear.
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