Silvertip Mountain Outside the night wind keens and wails

The Taggerung smiled swiftly.

The first four were not given their place in the world. Once, they were merely giants who prowled upon the earth as great hunters do.

The bard eyed his listener carefully. It was necessary to gauge the reactions, the attachment, even the most carefully hidden away feelings. The Taggerung needed to know that Cluny was engaged with his words.

Being giants of great power, they had gathered and agreed that their place in the world was worthy of godship. The Moon Owl listened to them and said that if they could prove their worth, prove their might, perhaps they could be gods, he explained carefully, providing what he believed to be the most necessary of details.