Wolves Hunt by Knight...

[Sam]

Peculiar... well... not peculiar at least not the island. No, the island was a rather run-of-the-mill type for the South Blue. Just another tropical island, with white sandy beaches, crystalline waters, and palm trees. Lucy had gotten used to these sights, at first it struck him in awe. After all, he grew up in a slightly alpine location with rolling green hills and meadows seated betwixt mountains that reached to the very heavens. Scraping the sun and moon at how tall they were even for a giant like him.

The world was large, that was for certain... larger than Lucy had ever imagined. In his seventy years of lifespan, he'd never seen a palm tree until the day he came to the South Blue. When he saw them, he thought they looked very funny. A tree so thin with such big-looking leaves on its head. It was comedic and clumsy how they moved and looked. Very quaint. Just like the village that was hidden within this island.

Lucien sat on the sandy white beach, with a small campfire before him. He'd tried to make contact with the locals of the island but that had proven difficult, unlike other islands in the South Blue the people of Silia were not as civilized as others. They were tribal people wearing simple clothing... living in a small sequestered village. When Lucy had arrived he had met a fisherman and his wife. They were friendly. Sure. But he could see the distrust in their eyes... and the grip the man had around his spear. It showed how he really felt. After meeting those two he hadn't seen a single person on this island. But he knew they were there... he could feel them watching him.

"Oh, how terrible this island is... the red one isn't here that's for certain."

Picking up a map from a bag that was next to him, Lucy looked it over. A massive map fit for a giant it was. Various islands were depicted on there many with a large red X over them signifying Lucien had already been there before and that there was no sign of the giantess he was pursuing. It was unfortunate, it really was... no matter which island he landed on there was no news of her there.

But that was okay, it meant that he was getting closer. It means he had even fewer islands to go looking around for her. Next on the map was actually Dance Island, a place that was close to the Calm Belt itself. Hm. With a name like that Lucy had to wonder if the people of the island were avid dancers. But then if they were that name was very on the nose. Oh well, no matter! Perhaps he should skip Dance Island and head for Zarzara next.

~~~

Meanwhile in the village...

"It bodes badly I tell you! Bad! It's an omen!"

An old hag said, her spindly white hair dragged to the ground. Her back hunched over as she leaned against her staff decorated with bones and feathers. Rika was her name and she was the spiritual leader of the islanders. As she spoke her words there was a murmur amongst the villagers who looked at each other with concerned looks on their faces.

"This is unprecedented, we've had our fair share of strangers but nothing like this. We aren't strong enough to deal with a man of that size, less so with someone whose covered in armor."

Came the deep voice of a man in his mid-thirties, his hair was dark brown and his eyes sea-green. Despite looking much like the rest of the folk in the crowd he stuck out, something about his aura made him stick out. That made sense, he was the leader after all. Jacken Rice was his name and he was the boss around these parts.

"Oh yes! I understand that... but you see we may be saved. The silver dragon might be pushed away for in the dream I had a pack of dire wolves scared him away! The dragon! It has a wound on its belly... it may be armored all over with its silvery scales. But he has a weak spot."

The woman spoke up, this only caused more murmur among the villagers. Jacken put both his hands up, immediately causing the group of at least two hundred men and women to go silent.

"So, we seak aid from these wolves is what you suggest?"

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Sir Lucien | French Blue #0072BB | (Post Count: 1)
Old Lady Rika | Grape #6F2DA8
Jacken | Sea Foam #3DED97

[Mr. Moon]

Eric #1

A small boat carrying nine people across the ocean was sailing towards Silia Island. Although only Adam and Gin were currently on duty, the whole crew was present on the deck, looking with a mixture of awe, curiosity, and in some cases badly masked battle lust on the shore as what they considered to be a large statue when seen from afar was in fact living, breathing giant. Because, although all of them had previous experiences with human man races, this was the first real giant they ever met.
"Wow, look how big that guy is…"
Muttered Takeda in awe.
"Yeah, can you imagine how much he has to eat every single day?"
Added Martin, who was taking care of their expenses and was always complaining about how much they had to spend on food, because of Shio and Adam.
"Do you think there is more of them? Like a whole village?"
Takeda continued, ignoring the grumpy remark of his friend.
"I don't remember any giant settlements being known in the South Blue."
Eric's voice was distant, as the white-haired fighter was already assessing the risk adult giant could pose to his crew and possible strategies for fighting him.
"Yeah"
Rahu grinned.
"He probably attacked this place and ate whoever was originally living here!"
The Wolves started laughing until Eric silenced them with a disapproving look.
"Quiet, or you will scare him away."
This remark earned him a concerned look for Agnes, but she didn't say a thing and so their ship continued towards the shore.
They couldn't be sure, but it looked like the giant was so lost in his own thoughts and whatever was the piece of paper he was studying, that he didn't notice their boat coming towards him from an angle.
Just in case, the Wolves anchored their boat a few dozen meters away from that guy, walking the rest on foot. As they were approaching the living mountain, Eric raised his voice to be heard even in the height of his head.
"Hey there big guy, is this island of giants?"

[Sam]

Lucy was skulking over the fire pit when he heard a voice from behind him. It was gruff and wolfish... a certain coldness to it which unsettled the giant. But it seemed to belong to some of the little people. Turning around he spotted an entire party of them looking up at him. The leader seemed to have been the one who spoke to him, the gruff voiced one. The azure-haired giant furrowed his brow and gave them a warm smile.

"Hail!"

He exclaimed with a warm greeting.

"Tis an island of giants? Nay, thou is the first inhabitants I met here. This place seems more empty than a donkey's brain."

With a shrug Lucien explained the situation. He did have to wonder if this band of folks where the inhabitants of this island. Although something told him that wasn't the case based on how they were garbed. But, he didn't want to make any hasty assumptions just yet.

"So! Are ye the inhabitants of this island?"

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Sir Lucien | French Blue #0072BB | (Post Count: 2)

[Mr. Moon]

Eric #2

This guy, whoever he was destroyed every single image Eric had about giants, and judging by the looks of his companions he wasn't the only one. From what he heard about their race they were supposed to be ruthless and fierce fighters, noble barbarians with a warrior culture that respected and cultivated strength. So what happened to these unruly men and women, who were feared as monsters in most parts of the world and from where this pseudo noble guy came from? H**l even Eric's little sister, if he had one would probably look more fierce than this guy. And what was that with that pointless question?
"You aren't really smart are you?"
Gin laughed, earning a wrathful glare from his more careful companions. However, as he has zero self-control when it came to his mouth, he continued.
"Why would we ask if we were locals?"
Adam, the most inhuman member of their group that looked like a large humanoid monkey cursed.
"Can you just shut up man?"
However, Eric stayed silent. Mainly because for once, he completely agreed with his flippant subordinate.
"Hmmm, that's too bad."
Eric muttered watching the sea instead of the giant.
"I was hoping we could get some supplies here. Well, whatever...Adam, Agnes look around and see if there is something we could hunt for food."
The two selected Wolves, a large monkey man, and a young woman dressed like a rock star silently disappeared. The white-haired warrior sat down, close to the giant, while the rest of his men was standing nearby.
"The name is Eric by the way."
He said after a while, before adding.
"Just out of curiosity, how did warrior from Elbaf ended up alone, in the middle of nowhere in South Blue. Are you lost or something?"
He was really curious about his answer, as a bunch of giants raiding the South Blue islands would surely increase demands for their services. Sure this guy didn't look much like a raider, but one should never judge a book by its cover.

[Sam]

Interesting. Lucien thought to himself, he narrowed his eyes at the party before him. They were... quite unfriendly... and not in a fearful manner like most humans. Despite this, Lucy laughed at their comments rather boisterously. Humans were no different from wild animals. They all feared you one way or another... but they each reacted differently. Those you had to fear back were the ones like this pack. Ones who didn't seem to care about your presence... they were the most unpredictable. He would be extra watchful around this group.

"Hahahaha, pardon thee! I hast been slumber deprived, thou must understand me."

Their eyes were so devoid of emotion... the way they spoke was so callous. Lucien let out a sigh as he watched their leader, the one with white hair command them into hunting.

"Oh on the hunt! I doth hast some supplies I can offer as well if thee're interested."

He watched as Eric took his seat next to him and began to ask him a peculiar question. Elbaf? How did this man from the blues know about Elbaf? Maybe he was originally from the Grand Line. Or... perhaps worse. The legends of those Barbarians had reached the blues as they partook on raids on them. No... that would be cruel. Not even they would stoop so low. Right? Lucien's violet eyes darkened slightly as he leaned a bit, relaxing his posture.

"Elbaf? Nay, I am not a barbarian, the man before you is but a noble knight from Alturia. Sorry if that's disappointing in some way or form... but there isn't much to admire about those who pillage and raid out of greed. As much as the Elbaf giants want to claim there is honor in that there simply is none."

Lucien put up a hand in almost a dismissive way.

"Do not compare me to them. But if you wish to seek one of their warriors there was one in Cinna Island, I slew him though. Our people have a fierce and zealous feud... you see?"

He explained, tilting his head.

"I am a bounty hunter by trade, I capture those who are on the wrong side of the law... normally I would keep to the Grand Line. There are bigger bounties there and I can more than hold my own. But... I heard a giantess was in these waters. One with bright fiery red hair and eyes of emerald. Her beauty is said to rival even the Pirate Empress's herself."

Lucien smiled, his pearly whites glinting under the shimmer of his bonfire. His eyes softened as he spoke of the other giant who was unaligned to Elbaf.

"She is a bounty hunter too, I am seeking a business-oriented partnership with her."

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Sir Lucien | French Blue #0072BB | (Post Count: 3)

[Mr. Moon]

Eric #3

The Wolf King tilted his head to the side as the strange giant offered to share his food with them. Given to his size, even small snack would be probably big enough to serve as a lunch to all nine of them, but the white-haired warrior disliked the feeling of being indebted to someone. Even since he was a little boy, he preferred doing things his own way. Taking things, was more natural for him than getting them from someone else. And so he didn´t stop these two and let them go, instead listening to that giant´s story.

Knight from Alturia...whatever was that supposed to mean that name didn´t rink any bell for Eric, who however couldn´t but notice, that for a knight, this large guy lacked any proper education as he still didn´t introduced himself. Not that it would matter that much. As he said many other things far more important than that.

“So, you are not a real giant?”

Eric asked bluntly, completely ignoring the shocked expressions on the faces of his subordinates. But even if he saw them it would change nothing as this knight was slowly getting on his nerves and he wasn´t a type who would bother hiding it.

What however picked his interest was a mention about another giant. Female with a red hair, that was supposed to work as a bounty hunter in these waters. That wasn´t a good news, especially if this one would really joined a forces with her. He might be a weird one, but Eric could imagine, that just a rumors of two giants hunting down wanted criminals in South Blue would be enough to scare many of them away. Not to mention that some people could get the idea that hiring two giants can be better then hiring his Wolves. That wouldn´t be a good for business.

“Hmmm, that´s interesting.”
He muttered loud enough for the giant to hear him.

“But I am afraid I didn´t hear about any other giant running around in these waters, sorry.”

Although the words themselves were a polite, the tone was far from it. How could it be, when Eric himself was watching the giant thinking how hard it would be to kill him. After all, defeating giant and having proof of it would be really good for business. And although he didn´t care much about money he knew some of his people did and so it would be a good excuse to test himself against this monster of man. After all, opportunities like this were rare.

[Sam]

Lucien narrowed his eyes once more, he didn't appreciate this little ones tone or anything about him. In fact the longer he spent around him the more unsettled he became, the giant let out a sigh as he stood up and began to put on his armor. After all a real Knight had his armor on twenty-four seven! That's right! He was trained to sleep in it and only take it off for polishing.

"Pardon me, I sleep with my armor! Its practically my second skin hahaha."

He turned around to look at Eric who referred to him as a fake giant. Whatever that meant. Tilting his head slightly and raising a brow he smirked.

"Not a real giant? Why is that? Because I'm not from the Elbaf stock?"

Lucien chuckled.

"Well riddle me this. Is thou less than man for not being from Mary Geoise? The answer to that is nay. Thou ist a man like any other for all men are equal are they not? By that metric I am no less a giant than the Barbaric Elbafians."

He was satisfied with that answer, but just then he noticed something else. His eyes widened as he put one hand over his mouth.

"Oh pardon me, it seems I have forgotten to introduce myself. My name is Sir Lucien Laurent of House Laurent."

Lucy bowed.

"But thou can calleth me Sir Lucien or Lucien. I really don't care. In any case, what is yours good sir?"

It seemed the other man hadn't heard of Tia... well maybe he was simply ill informed. His tone was slightly aggressive. If he was just going from island to island meeting folk of different tenure that was very much likely. A man and his gang who never stood still (assuming they didn't) likely never had time to listen in on rumors. Curiously, Lucien inquired something else about them. He wouldn't be surprised if they were pirates... they honestly seemed like it. He sized them up with his violet eyes... they weren't that large of a party if push came to shove he was sure he could handle them.

"Say what is thy trade?"

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Sir Lucien | French Blue #0072BB | (Post Count: 4)

Notes: (Hey Moon! I want to discuss some plot things moving foward. Like tying in the village to the greater story plot and such among other things. Please @ me in looking for RP when you can.)

[Mr. Moon]

Eric #4

The white-haired warrior watched Lucien, as he quickly started putting on his plate armor, hiding his behavior behind excuse so blatant, it made Eric laugh. It was an unpleasant, barking sound, but laughter nevertheless.
"Twenty meters tall giant, scared of my little self so hard, he had to put his armor on just to sit next to me…"
He said between waves of laughter, making some of his less careful men chuckle, while the rest of them were trying their best to look elsewhere.
"This...no one will ever believe me."
Eric continued when he finally calmed a bit.
"But seriously man, don't worry. If I wanted you dead, I wouldn't send my sniper with her anti-giant rifle hunting...well"
The veteran warrior grinned.
"Of course there is still the possibility. That it was a ruse all along and I sent her there, so she would have a good shot on you from somewhere you won't be able to reach."
He managed to keep his face dead serious for another few seconds before bursting into laughter again. This time most of his people joined their commander, with the sole exception being Semjon, who was silently watching their surroundings.
It took Eric another minute to calm down enough to speak.
"So, what do you want to say, that on Elbaf only the noble and rules of your race reside while the rest of you are scattered on other islands?"
The Wolf King twisted Lucien's words for his own amusement, intentionally testing the limits of the giant's patience, only to shrug his shoulders right afterward when the other man asked about their occupation
"What do you think guys like us could do?"
He asked mockingly.
"We are soldiers of fortune and occasional bounty hunters, currently in service of certain eccentric Martial Artist."

[Sam]

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! You're hilarious! HAHAHAHAHA!"

Streams of tears rolled down Lucy's cheeks as he laughed outloud. The very ground trembling at his jovial laughter. Truly he found the remarks of Eric both hilarious and unsettling. Regardless, he rather laugh at them then give the man more credit than he deserved. This white-haired fellow was extremely rude... one without hair on his tongue as they say.

"Like I said, I sleep in my armor... I would go in long campaigns with it and only take it off to bathe. If I were to be afraid of thou I would have simply left already. While I am a giant, I am not one to abuse people, especially the tiny folk."

The blue haired giant explained as he took a seat next to the campfire once more. He really didn't care what Eric had to say about his sniper or about the Elbaf giants. It was clear the ignorant man was more interested in bragging and filling his own ego up then actually starting any conversation. Lucien found banter amusing, but he was tired and not really in the mood. If Eric simply wanted to instigate him then it wouldn't work. The knight was a chivalrous and honorable man... he would never let his emotions take him over in such a way.

"If that's how thou wisheth to interpret my words, then sure. I am a knight, not a philosopher."

Lucy stared into the flames not even looking at Eric as he said those words. He reached into a nearby bag with dried sea-king meat in it and began to eat it in pieces. Slowly chewing the fishy tasting salted flesh.

"Oh thou ar'te bounty hunters too? A martial arts group? Interesting... the blues always has very unique folk."

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In the woods a duo of tribal huntsmen were scouting about under the canopy of palms. Each was a machete and a musket, they walked around looking for tracks in the ground. They were tracking something...

"Terry, I don't think wolves live on this island..."

The younger of the huntsmen said, he was a of a fair complexion with bright pink hair. Like the other islanders he wore simple clothing and walked around barefoot like someone who had been marooned.

"I dunno Jim, the old hag said we'd find some out here but ya I ain't never seen any of em wolves."

The older man said, he was slightly taller than Jim the pink haired boy. His skin was darker and wrinkled from prolonged sun exposure... his hair black like jet.

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Sir Lucien | French Blue #0072BB | (Post Count: 5)
Jim | Light Pink #FEC5E5
Terry | Steel #CDE0f6

[Mr. Moon]

Eric #5

The giant started laughing on his words, claiming he was regularly sleeping in his armor and while it could be true, the Wolf King clearly remembered the worries he saw in the giant´s eyes when he went for these pieces of metal. Nevertheless it were Shio´s words that put yet another smile on his face.

“And why do you think we would let you leave?”

Asked the bodyguard. Tiny when compared to Lucien, yet large for a human with over two meters of height and humongous musculature forced into cream colored formal suit. Although the Wolves were wary of this mountain of man at first, when Eric dared to bare his teeth on him, most of them quickly relaxed. Fighting a giant wasn´t something neither of them would do in the past, but every single one of them had complete faith in the judgment of their commander. So if he was clearly provoking a fight taking him down should be in their realm of possibility.

“Hmmm, wait a minute...”

The white-haired veteran suddenly realized.

“You are claiming to be knight, some sort of warlord even, judging from your words, so...”

Eric looked up on his companion, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes, perhaps for the first time since they met.

“Why are you here, looking for some bounty hunter to join forces with...don´t tell me you were exiled from your country.”

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Meanwhile in the forest Agnes and Adam were looking for something to eat, however without much look. The sniper was yet to found any animal she could test her skill on, so she let her half-mink friend to at least collect local berries and mushrooms. They were just moving deeper in the forest, she walking, while he was jumping from tree to tree above, when they overheard two voices talking about wolves.

The wannabe Wu Kong, smirked at the woman under him and with few agile jumps moved through the trees until he landed right in front of the scared villagers, two and half meters tall, heavily muscular man with a long tail and covered in fur, that perhaps resembled a strange cross between human and monkey.

“You were looking for a wolves and you found them.”

He said with a hint of mockery in his voice.

“Adam “The Sixth Wolf” Johnson at your service.”

Around that time, another person ran from between the trees. Tall and athletic looking woman in her twenties, with long black hair dressed like a rock star and armed with two pistols and single rifle.

“Come on Adam, don´t scare them!”
She scolded her partner, who ignored her.

“And this angry creature here is Agnes, “The Second Wolf” Robinson. Now tell me my new friends. Does your presence mean there is a settlement nearby? Because if yes, we would have a business proposal for you.”

[Sam]

At at point Lucien was ignoring any of the rudeness or aggressive behavior from the wolves who clearly wanted a fight. It was funny how they instigated it constantly, but the giant wasn't interested in fighting at the moment. He just wanted to eat his food and get a goodnights rest. Lucien slowly munched on the tough sea king meat and stared into the orange flames with his violet eyes. Not even bothering to look at Eric or the others.

"Eh? Oh, no I'm not exiled. I'm on a pilgrimage, it's an old tradition."

Lucien explained, this wasn't a lie. He did in fact impose a pilgrimage of sorts himself. But he had a doubt that a man like Eric would fail to understand such a fact. No he seemed to dimwitted? No he wasn't stupid. Far from it. No he was ignorant twisting words to write his own narrative. A bit pathetic, everyone was entitled to their views. Yes, but there was a limit. Sometimes facts were facts and if you started twisting them to fit what you wanted to hear versus what was there then perhaps you delusional. Simple as that.

"Bounty hunting is a business, I need to eat and care for myself even while on my one hundred year pilgrimage."

~~~

The two men turned to view the intimidating man and perhaps even more intimidating woman. They seemed to be calling themselves wolves. Holding onto their weapons tightly the tribesmen looked onto the two figures with curious yet careful eyes.

"Mr. Johnson and Ms. Robinson eh? Names Terry and this here is Jim."

Terry said, he tipped his straw hat to both figures. There was no fear in his eyes, the islands creatures had hardened the old hunter. People were animals and there was no reason to fear flesh and blood. The same couldn't he said for Jim however who was indeed slightly intimidated by the newcomers. But that was fine, Terry gave a nod his way as if to tell him he'd take care of the speaking.

"Aye, we're lookin for wolves... but ya ain't got fur or tails. Yet ye call yourselves wolves. Yall use that as a title or sumthin?"

He asked, for now Terry was going to play a game with them. Ask questions and answer questions. This was an arms race, where information were the arms in question. That said, there was unease in the air... any sudden movement would surely cause problems.

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Lucien | French Blue #0072BB | (Post Count: 6)
Jim | Light Pink #FEC5E5
Terry | Steel #CDE0f6

[Mr. Moon]

Eric #6

The white haired warrior growled as the giant tried to explain him why he was on the path. Strange as it could look to an outsider, this was an explanation, Eric could accept and actually respect, even through his mind probably twisted these words to suit his own narrow world view. In his mind, this giant left his home in an attempt to find himself, to build his strength and gain wisdom, which was as close to worth while endeavor as you could get in Eric´s book, if you weren´t sailing the seas with him and his Wolves.

“I see.”

The Wolf King muttered this time the mocking tone replaced with something that was closer to an understanding and perhaps even respect. It wasn´t that this guy was a fake giant. He was simply young and inexperienced one.

“And this giantess you spoke about did you at least saw her or is it just a rumor? Because rumors like this appears time to time and usually are just that...rumors. Giants are pretty rare in this waters you know?”

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As these two men were chatting, Eric´s subordinates met with local settlers in the forest few hundred meters away from them. And although it wasn´t violent meeting, it was hardly easy one either.

Adam opened his mouth to answer inquiries from these two hunters, but shut it immediately afterwards, when Agnes silenced him with gentle gesture. From their interaction it was obvious who was the boss among the two of them.

“It´s not a title.”
She said, looking Terry as it seemed he was the one talking for their group.

“It´s name of our group within the M.A.R.I., Wolves, mercenaries and bounty hunters under the leadership of Eric Irongate. Now, I answered your question so it´s your turn. Are you the only ones here or do you have some settlement on this island? Because if yes we would like to trade with you for supplies.”

[Sam]

Lucien snorted and shook his head. He didn't chase rumors, he knew for a fact this giantess was real. Granted he hadn't seen her... but he had factual evidence of it all. Still it seemed like Eric was trying to dissuade him from pursuing the girl.

"I have not seen myself no."

He admitted, turning his sights the the flaming bonfire.

"But I do have confirmation of her existance. She picked off an entire pirate crew with the help of... a petty thief and a ruffian of a woman. I got that inform directly from a Captain of the Marines."

Lucien explained, staring at the flames. Giants did have great power, it was like having twelve armed men packed into one force.

"I even got to interview the captain of the aforementioned crew although he wasn't a nice fellow."

He shrugged.

"That doesn't seem like a rumor to me and if I am just chasing one. Then... well at least it'll be an experience."

Lucien chuckled and let out a sigh. He really hoped that wasn't the case. But life was too long not to be an optimist in all honesty. It felt like more often than not humans had a rather negative view of the world. That did explain a thing or two about their nature. In all honesty, Eric was in Lucien's opinion what of the examples of the worst humanity could offer. Rude, crass, prideful... ugh and his supposed wolves. What a man... who did henthink he was? Bah.

He'd be eaten alive in the Grand Line at this rate. It happened to many humans. Not to say they were weak... strong humans existed. The four yonko were well just that. As were the three Admirals. Big shots and big names. But there was something about big fish little ponds like these that made it go to their heads. It made them rush into their deaths. Those at the top made it their not through strength alone. But also through cunning.

~~~

"Fascinating name... even if you don't look like the local wild dogs of the island."

The man teased, Terry was a man of his word and just as he'd ask information he would give them some. With a gentle nod and a smirk then man gave his due.

"There is a village just north of here. Although be warned we don't take too kindly to strangers. But we are always open to trade."

Terry replied, his eyes locked onto the ape-like man. He was strange to say the least but talking about the man's appearance would be rude. Plenty of people looked strange or deformed. Leaning on his weapon Terry looked over to Jim.

"Alright Jimbo, should we show these two upstanding citizens the way?"

The young boy who seemed to be staring at both figures before him gave a gentle nod.

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Lucien | French Blue #0072BB | (Post Count: 7)

[Mr. Moon]

Eric #7

The white-haired warrior listened to the giant with his head slightly tilted to the site. Yeah from what he was saying it seemed that these weren't just rumors after all. Well, talk about big fishes in a small pod. Giants were notorious for their strength and toughness. If two were about to join forces and run a bounty hunting business, the pirates of the South Blue were about to face a really hard time.
"Fair enough, that seems to be enough proof."
He said most of his previous aggression was already gone. He wanted to test himself against a giant, but full-blown one, not an oversized teenager who barely started his journey. Not to mention the fact that the ignoring of his taunts pretty much killed the mood.
The wolf king looked towards the forest, but his people weren't returning yet. Shame, he just ran out of topics for conversation...well actually he didn't. Eric realized just as this thought formed in his mind.
"Hey, do you giants have some sort of national martial art or something? I have a friend in West Blue, who works on an encyclopedia of fighting styles and while he has the styles of Blues pretty much penned down, I know that the chapters about Fishmen and Giants are empty right now."
Not that he would be that interested in it himself, but he knew that Gabriel would trade techniques with them for first-hand information about possible Giant Boxing or whatever. And for Wolves, these techniques were the most effective weapons they encountered so far.

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Meanwhile, in the forest, Agnes shook her head.
"The name is symbolic...ah, never mind."
She realized that explaining it to a bunch of hunters from a backwater island like this would probably be a waste of breath and rather changed the subject to a more practical matter.
"But you don't have to worry about us that much, we are traveling West right now and in a bit of a hurry, so we just want to buy our supplies and then leave."
As they started walking towards the village, Adam couldn't control his curiosity and asked.
"Hey, you just said you don't like strangers around that much, so what about that giant camping on your beach, is one of you or what?"

[Sam]

Lucien tilted his head, martial art? Did the man mean means of combat? Of course, giants were proud warriors. Even those mongrels from Elbaf at least had that going for them. Putting his armored hand against his cheek he gave the matter thought.

"We hast some... a form of wrestling for one with emphasis on heavy throws."

The giant replied, although admittedly giant's had greater finesse with weapons. Likely due to their larger size, they were most effective with them.

"Martial arts tend to be rather agile, giants... well... we are not the mosteth agile of creatures so we prefer weapons. That said there is a technique we know that I can pass on."

Lucien stood up, the metal of his plate clanked as he did. With with left hand he grabbed his lance and took on a swordsmanship pose facing the sea.

"I'm afraid, that due to my... battle damage I won't be able to showcase the attack proper... also it's just it's extremely destructive."

He cleared his throat and gave a powerful swing. It was powerful enough to generate a gust at his size and especially with his weight. The waters of the beach in front splashed about from the raw force and power. It wasn't what he wanted to demonstrate but... well it got the idea through mostly. That said he didn't want to disappoint Eric.

"Now imagine that but ten fold. The idea is to generate a blast of compressed air enough to cleave mountains and split ships. The key, is form, you see? You have to strike at the air around you with enough force and at the right angle. Think of air like... like threads that hold force together and your blade as scissors that cut through said threads. Once you cleave the threads... well you release the force trapped in the webbings."

He turned around to look at Eric, his eye brow raised and his purple eyes focused on the smaller white-haired man.

"Did... did that make some sense?"

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"Right, right don't worry we'll get ya what ya need lassy."

Terry said ushering the two newcomers to follow suit. Jim followed to occasionally looking back to make sure the two were following them through the woods. The older man, Terry, furrowed his brow slightly.

"Mm? The giant... yes we wish him leave... our soothsayer warned us against em. We were supposed to find powerful wolves who would get rid of him."

There was a pause as Terry stopped in his tracks and shrugged. He turned around to face Adam and Agnes, there was a frown on his face not of sadness but annoyance.

"He seems... rather harmless to me and is far away to not be a bother. If you ask me that old witch is just looking for trouble. I believe it's best if we don't... incur his wrath? You know what I mean?"

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Lucien | French Blue #0072BB | (Post Count: 8)
Jim | Light Pink #FEC5E5
Terry | Steel #CDE0f6