Marivhon
Hiking, giant ogre, a club. Me a little man. A donkey. I am well equipped. I yell at the Ogre.
"Hey you!"
I am brave. I have the cities best equipment, but not the skill to use it wisely. What I do have is the desire of a man desperate to live.
"Are you afraid of me? Do you think you're tough because you killed my cousin?"
Seeing the thing, I know I can't beat him in a straight fight.
I run and hope he chases me, and leaves the donkey alone. I have tools on it.
I try and lead the Ogre on a chase.
"yeah you fuckwad..I don't know if you understand my language, but I think you get my tone...."