Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160807152142/@comment-28955399-20160810083110

(That was touching Lazarus.)

The stench was unbearable. Caern walked in metally retching.

''That smell. If I remember our lessons; it may be a giant. I'll need to investigate more. ''

He kept on walking, though it soon got dark and the stench had only grown worse. Caern had only one choice and that was to follow his nose. Which most would think is foolish. He walked onwards following his nose. We walked forwards for a minute before he could hear the cackled of a blaze, and the unmistakeable snore of a giant. His sword was in his hand so he made sure not to make a noise. The fire had granted him some vision with which he crept towards the giant.

It's chest wheezed up and down oblivious to the creeping presence of a witcher. Caern made sure that he made no noise. He raised his sword near it's throat and then WHAM. He thrust his blade into it's throat. The giant woke up instantly, convulsing horribly. Caern could almost see some sort of remorse in the creature's body. It tried to smash Caern; who just dodged the clumsy attack.

''Fuck. This is strange... And my sword. The lessons were different than practically doing it. ''

The giant ripped the sword out of it's body and throwing it against the wall. Fortunately it had not shatted. A loud roar came from the creature as it starting dying. Life ebbed from it's body and soon it breathed it's last.

''This will scar me for life. Better hope that the pay is worth it. ''

Caern picked up his blade and decided to sever the giant's toe as a trophy. Something that was not too large and would serve as proof. The toe was awfully hard to cut off, but he managed. He removed a large piece of wood from the fire, which would work awfully well as a torch and walked away with it lighting the path tow