Giants
"Hullo, little man," the huge voice rumbled.
Zalen jumped, only now realizing that what he had been leaning on was not a tree trunk but a giant's thigh. Had he been standing Zalen's face would have been barely at the height of his kneecaps. He made the demigiantess Zalen had encountered look like a child in comparison.
"Oh, hello. I'm Zalen, known here as Mage of the North."
"Spell guy? Dat's good I 'uess."
Sindara had caught up to Zalen and stopped to look up at the huge man.
"You look quite tired, Mister Giant. Did you get enough sleep?"
The giant shrugged, his eyes drooping a little.
"Just call 'e Drak." He sighed, the sound resembling a storm howling outside. "Tired I am. Mating 'eason. Two wimmyn in my 'erritory. My flesh club sore..."
Zalen wondered briefly whether the giant's way of dropping initial letters from random words was a personal thing or just part of the giant's dialect. Not that it mattered much though.
Sindara leaned closer to Zalen.
"I'd heard the giants have two mating seasons during the year and they only have sex during that time. But I never thought it might be that rough for the males!"
Zalen scratched his beard.
"Hey Drak! What if we help you with those giant women? Will you come and help us build a temple?"
"Sure. Sure. 'nything you need. Just 'eed rest."
"It's a deal. We'll return before sunset with something that will solve your problem!"
Drak just nodded.
Once they were out of earshot Sindara turned to Zalen again.
"So what did you have in mind?"
"I'll visit the carpenter in that town we just passed. If the giant's dick isn't enough then we'll get two more made out of wood. I think I have a spell that will also help."
Sindara looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "Have you been looking through our packs?"
Zalen smiled. "I may have seen Sumi use one of those. Does that mean you all have one?"
"Umm. Yes. I mean, you're not always available..."
Zalen laughed. "Oh, I don't mind. In fact I'd love to watch while you use yours some time!"
Sindara blushed. "Umm. Sure!"
The carpenter had turned out surprisingly reluctant to make two wooden cocks but enough gold did change his mind in the end.
They rented a cart to carry the dick poles and Zalen spent some time casting a permanent enchantment on both of them.
"So what does the spell do?"
"It makes them vibrate when squeezed from the right spot. I think that should make them feel a little less like dead wood."
Sindara was silent for a while.
"Umm. Could you... maybe... do the same for our little toys?"
Zalen smiled. "Of course! Your pleasure is the most important thing for me."
Sindara reached out to touch his hand with a gentle smile. "And that is one of the many reasons we love you so much."
His wife decided not to follow him all the way though and instead veered off to return to the tavern the others were staying in.
"Giants have been known to accidentally step on people. A giant in heat? A little too much danger for my nerves," she had explained.
And once Zalen reached the two female giants he could easily understand her point.
One of them was pacing to and fro with an annoyed look on her face while the other sat down with her hand quite busy inside her ragged skirt. Neither of them even noticed Zalen's approach.
He had first gone to Drak but the giant had just given him directions where to find the two women.
"I'm not going 'nywhere near dose two crazed wimmyn. But if dose tools of yours work den I also keep my 'ord."
So here he was then.
"Hey! Looks to me like you have a problem!"
One of the giant women turned towards Zalen upon hearing him shout.
"Li'l guy! Have you seen a giant 'round 'ere? A male one?"
"No. No, I haven't! But if you need to be satisfied then I have something that can help!"
She just waved dismissively, turning away.
"Not me! These wooden dicks in the cart! They are just as good as a giant's!"
But his words were being ignored.
Zalen sighed. There was probably just one solution to this.
Quickly removing his clothes he grabbed his spell staff and began the incantation.
