Among giants

He chuckled in amusement at the creature's words. It wasn’t often that a beast spoke to him. “Don’t worry, spirit of the forest. You'll find no danger in me.” He promised. He didn’t make a habit of eating things that spoke to him. At least, not unless they truly annoyed him.

Marshal took that moment to let out a soft cry and glide down towards him. Landing on his broad back and studying the reindeer for a moment, before making soft chirping noises to the Warlord. The Warlord inclined his head after a moment, now aware that the deer likely had a raven in its companionship as well.


"Speech"