A Giant Finger

So after speaking to as many locals as I have been able to, I’ve picked up some valuable information about the giants that have been seen.

It would seem that there are at least a dozen of them, possibly more, and they tend to remain around a spit of land on the East coast known as “the little finger”.

Apart from that, nothing else is known about them, so I have a slim chance to meet them and then welcome them to Methtintdour.

Brownale has seen to it that we have plenty of supplies that should last us for at least a fortnight. He’s even provided us with some skins full of the local ale.

What can I say about Brownale, he is a great host!

So, after our rest tonight in the comfort of the inn, we’ll be back on the road again heading coastwards.