The Northmen with their legs as long and wide as tree trunks, and their beards unkempt and wooly; had no mind for the gentler politics of a refined society. Their currency of religion (which looked back into Atlantean times) was at odds with the gods of these Paradise lands.
One such usurper had imposed himself upon the town of Antioch, where he had set up camp and terrorised the locals for an entire moon cycle.
Wits were frayed, for the giant would storm into the metropolis and make his demands.
He stood double the height of the average man. His colour was anaemic - so white was he that the villagers superstitiously thought him to be dead and yet still walking.
This added the fear that he might never be vanquished, being already deceased. When he angered his face would flush, and the change to red frightened them all the more.
- Gabriel Brunsdon, AZLANDER: NEVER ENDINGS: Second Chances
One such usurper had imposed himself upon the town of Antioch, where he had set up camp and terrorised the locals for an entire moon cycle.
Wits were frayed, for the giant would storm into the metropolis and make his demands.
He stood double the height of the average man. His colour was anaemic - so white was he that the villagers superstitiously thought him to be dead and yet still walking.
This added the fear that he might never be vanquished, being already deceased. When he angered his face would flush, and the change to red frightened them all the more.
- Gabriel Brunsdon, AZLANDER: NEVER ENDINGS: Second Chances
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