Stone Circle A hunting we will go….

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Not at all! :D

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Bjorn had waited, and waited, for at least someone of hunting age to join him. But eventually, one man came forward, approaching Bjorn in all his giantess. This young man stammered before him, but Bjorn was used to this reaction from those who felt intimidated by his sheer size. Yes, he did feel bad at times for scaring others, but he was simply born this way, and he felt lucky. He looked down at the other man, “Hello.” He greeted, “Thank you for stepping up to the task. I’m sure you’ll be of use.” “What is your name, sir?” He inquired.