Extract from the diary of Melvin Tyrol
Diary of Melvin Tyrol
I've been watching this bloody oaf of a giant for several days now. He has a collection of shiny little trinkets, and every day he takes them out, counts them, and then hides them under that huge rock. But apart from looking for food, he barely ever seems to leave the little clearing that he has made his home. Later when he's asleep I'll try to sneak in and take what I can. By the time he realises, I'll be long gone and drinking mulberry wine in the tavern!