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Skull-hammer paused and looked at the wine. He did not drink much but he did like drinking so he smiled as he set the second goat on a stick and onto the fire to cook. "NOT MUTTON. GOAT!" It made sense to him that a skinned animal looked much the same as any other. Not that he knew much about...

"HMM." Skull-hammer looked deep in thought and listened to the stranger and her gut. It was also hard to not notice the crackling weapon on her back. Power sparked from its form as if it might explode into action all by itself. "I AM SKULL-HAMMER." He had a deep, slow voice but he wasn't...

Somewhere south of Belgrath in the deep of the mountain paths where one might not see a soul on the road for many weeks the silence was broken by heavy footfalls. Skull-hammer was what the "small-folk" called him and this was easy to see as he carried with him a hammer with a stone head carved...

Skull-hammer stood and satisfied with what Nacht had told him he nodded. "I WILL GO INSIDE, NOW!" So he did, striding right past Nacht and opening the door with his great hand. The size was not too small but he did need to stoop low to enter. The door creaked complaint as he opened it and bits...

Skull-hammer stopped. Prowler had told him to do that when then the Small-folk asked. His face screwed. This was becoming troublesome in the way Small-folk often made things. Even after months of travelling he did not quite understand them. "KIN IS KIN. GULGGANNAAM." Thankfully he had patience...

Orc, that is what the Small-folk would call her. Ogres of the Falwood had not much use for the varied names of the Small-folk, they were all Small-folk to them. Some were pink, or brown or green, tall, short, hairy, shaven but they were all the same to the Children of the Hills. "I WILL GO...

Small dark eyes focused on the tiny figure ahead of him. His head tilted in his confusion. On his travels Skull-hammer had heard of the might of the warriors that lived there. This, child could not be one. Yet here he was, ready to attempt some defense of the Monastery should it be needed. He...

When he stepped, the ground shook. His footfalls were thunder from the earth. Skull-hammer, Forest Ogre from the Falwood and full time Searcher, came to finally lay eyes on the Monastery of the Knights of Anathaeum. It was nice, well made, high stacked stone. Well carved doors and lovely tended...

Skull-hammer gave a committed grunt and kept eating in silence. Usually he would need a good deal more for himself but candy and sweets helped with that somewhat. Still he popped the apples in his mouth like they were blue berries. Soon he was finished and turned his mind to preparing to lay...

For a long time Skull-hammer sat watching the fire. He ate and thought. After a while, just long enough for Prowler to think he was finished thinking he spoke. "I WILL LEARN, YOU WILL HELP. I WILL PAY." He thought of the fine crafted dagger again. The darkness about them made the world small...

Listening intently Skull-hammer pondered her words. So her people came from the sea. That was not so hard for him to believe. Ogres came from the Earth so why not Small-folk from the sea? Addressing Noelani he replied. "MY, PEOPLE DON'T, COMMAND WATER, OR FIRE BUT WE..." He searched for the...

He listened with all the patience of his kind. Prowler was so patient with him and he had cost them a place to stay. That didn't bother him so much but he saw Prowler trade something that was not returned. The dagger was gone and he knew the personal power of such things. He owed her his...

She was getting closer. Skull-hammer watched from his perch on the side of the road as she rode her great beast. He was eating a pumpkin stuffed with spiced beef like one might eat a peach. Ten foot tall and green of hide his bulk was considered great and even as he sat he found himself taller...

He didn't quite know what Prowler meant. Partly because he still had gaps in his understanding of the language but also because what needed doing was simply done. Hard, easy. It didn't matter to him or many of his people. "IS TO DO, SO DO." He said gesturing to the fire pit. When he was done...

A roaring laughter came from Skull-hammer as the tiny warrior defied her elder as all young are want to do. Still it was remarkable. His people were not granted power over water or fire. They had the strength of the hills and the wisdom of the woods. "THANK, YOU!" He said to Noelani as he...