Alone, the already unexplored part of the gigantic forest seemed even bigger. A Tiny sat on the roof of a tree remembering how he got into this mess, and what he would do from here. Little did he know the even bigger development coming his in the near future
---3 Weeks ago---
You were outside the city walls again. For a tiny, your curiosity is much greater than usual, it got you into a lot of trouble but also helped you learn and discover. Your also not as scared of the world as the people in your society. So here you were outside the walls looking for 'artifacts' to add to your collection. This was common for you, most in the town ridiculed and worried about your habit though. The stuff you would find sometimes looked like it belonged to the giants in old folk tales, causing you to believe they existed. The giant 'artifacts' were even more interesting than that, their technology was astounding. You made it a habit to try figuring it out, but the stuff was hard to find (in working order especially) since the giants haven't been in this area for centuries (or so the story goes) so it was took a long time. After Trekking in the undergrowth collecting the blue green pebbles of copper ore, you decide that enough and head to the gate to find a blacksmith.
--- Present ---
"HEATHEN!" "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE MONSTER!?" "HUMANS ARN'T MEANT TO MESS WITH SUCH THINGS!" "BURN THE MALE WITCH!" You remember those cries of fear all to well. Of course you had no intention of upsetting them by creating your lightbulb and handcrank, instead you wanted to help them. Now here you are running from your own people across strange lands.
CRACK!
Your trance broken by 2 figures crashing through the branches above you. 2 feminine giantesses pushing brambles out of their way on a little hike (for them). WHOOSH a branch slipped out of ones finger and slapped her in the face, knocking something off her ear. Still dazed you watched them get through brush themselves off and continue on their way. As soon as they left your sight you decide to investigate the fallen object. An ear ring, they must be giant nobels! Or a noble woman and her attendant, you couldn't tell their clothes were weird to you. Mind filling with excitement you knew where you are going from here. Tying a rope you had in some supplies you grabbed to the ring you proceeded to wrap it around your waste (so you could pull the massive object hands free). You then start pulling the direction they came from and will probably soon return, to return their lost property. You wondered why they were here, while you turned a corner and saw ...
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