If You were A Medieval Giant?
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I would totally be the mysterious, mythic figure living in the mountains and minding my own business, Big Lebowski style. People would seek me out to complete their manhood initiation rituals, to cut a lock of my hair in my sleep or something and bring it back to town. Of course the “battle” that they have to do with me to get it would involve more cum and less blood!
There’d be stories about capturing maidens and things too, but mostly it would just be unmarried farmgirls or unhappy princesses coming to me to ask if I could eat their betrotheds and save them from a life of misery. For especially horrible arranged marriages I’d probably be down for a little murder, but I might have more fun helping fake the girls’ deaths so they could go off and be happier somewhere else. My services wouldn’t be free, though…
I’m more interested in being an immortal and modestly-sized giant (20-30 feet) with generations of folklore surrounding me, a slew of villages that would defend me and my territory to the death because my existence is a backbone of their local culture, than a tyrant. Because let’s face it, at the end of the day I’m lazy!
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