Giants were not good hunters, they were big, even when trying to move softly they still could be heard moving some ways off, they had a musky smell to them from not being able to find many pools deep enough to bathe in, and any hunting weapon they could use would be woefully inaccurate. Fishing, and whaling were better options as the sea giants discovered but their drawbacks in size, noise, and smell necessitated herding.
Jair didn't have a heard, he was a mercenary, and a magic hunter more than any thing else. It was a nice life, and didn't really involve the stench of sheep, or the hassle of goats. IT was just not his life, though given the chance he would fish for days on end but that would be a lot of fish.
He plodded along humming unconcerned as to what game he might be spooking. He had absolute respect for herdsmen though, and through one of his deals had secured himself a nice cured, and spiced side of beef. As he walked his meteor hammer swayed lazily from point to point near his calves as it hung over his shoulder. It was an easy stroll, as he roamed the country side.
Jair didn't have a heard, he was a mercenary, and a magic hunter more than any thing else. It was a nice life, and didn't really involve the stench of sheep, or the hassle of goats. IT was just not his life, though given the chance he would fish for days on end but that would be a lot of fish.
He plodded along humming unconcerned as to what game he might be spooking. He had absolute respect for herdsmen though, and through one of his deals had secured himself a nice cured, and spiced side of beef. As he walked his meteor hammer swayed lazily from point to point near his calves as it hung over his shoulder. It was an easy stroll, as he roamed the country side.