Kell stood at the edge of the Great forest. The trees reached so far into the sky, he could barely see their leaves. The trunks were so big around, they could be hollowed out and lived in like houses.
It was dangerous to enter. No-one that entered had returned. Giants lived here and running into one would be the fight of his life.
His sword would have to cut deep. If he was lucky, he’d be able to trip the beast with his whip.
If he was truly lucky, he wouldn’t cross paths with a giant at all.
He read through the communication that he had received. His mission was clear.
After checking his gear, he put on his helm, tossed his sack over a shoulder, and strode confidently into the woods.