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12/06/11(Tue)00:48 No.17120868 To express just how big of an asshole these giants were, our DM explained how they were honor bound to destroy any man-made structure that would allow a human to stand taller than them. This meant that the shorter giants would go around attempting to smash wagons, the larger giants would tear apart houses, and the largest would lay siege to castles and towers.



We were starting off in the ruined remnants of Castle Conchaki. In the middle of the night, the tallest of the giants had singlehandedly smashed apart the castle, leaving only the people who could survive having a castle fall apart around them, Leoparabu and Gurell.



Leoparabu was pissed. Even his player was pissed. He started yelling at how unfair it was, and how he hadn't even been given a chance to fight against the giant, and how he was going to feed him to the Spider Queen, until I decided it would be a good chance to try out my best dwarf impression. "There's nothing we can do about it now," Gurell said in a gruff voice, "Nothing except to seek revenge and recompense."

"Shut up, Girl," Leoparbu said, "You're just a dwarf going through his midlife crisis. You don't understand anything about true pain."



I was surprised by how much that stung.



It was several different layers of hurt. I chose to ignore how he had pushed aside my well-meaning advice, how he had insulted my character's backstory, how he claimed that only his demented character understood pain, and how he had given my character the worst nickname in the world, and I instead chose to focus on how Gurell would be hurt. Gurell was hurt because he knew full well that he was just going through a crisis, but there was no way he could admit it out loud. He was a gruff dwarf, and he kept that sort of business to himself.