The snow that drifted down from the sky obscured the large shape that was David, who was currently walking through the snow with little difficulty. The bow which was slung across his chest was one he had had for the longest time, ever since he was 'Bought' by his 'owner'. A concept David didn't really understand but still complied with none the less. He was fed and was left to his own musing for most days, only really having to destroy ships with a black flag and those were getting rarer these days. Now however, David was returning to the castle where he and his 'Owner' resided having gathered plenty of wood from the forest. Nothing on this island every contested David when he did.

Trailing behind David was a group of 10 large fern trees tied together by a very course rope that was practically hand made given the current state of it, which was barely holding together. However the rope held, something that seemed to defy the logic of its state. The rope which was wound around the ten trees went up over David's shoulder where David's left arm held onto the end. David had been trudging across the island for about an hour by this point, the cold around him hardly bothering him with his fur lined clothes and natural thick skin of a Giant made sure he wasn't at all cold. Even the bits of bare skin which was showing. Every step David took shook the ground slightly, simply due to his height and bulk making the snow covered ground have a bit of trouble keeping the force of his steps down.

David faced forward as he slowly walked his way through the snow covered island, his goal in the distance. The very large yet strange mountain which at the top housed the Castle he lived at. It wouldn't be long till David made it to the lift which would carry him up to the top, one specifically built for him. The old king who bought him then died wasn't a man to allow his 'Property' to be very far from him. David's large yet even stride carried him faster then a horse moving at a Trots pace, meaning he would arrive at the lift before the hour was done.

Of course that was before David's gaze turned to the small shape which was currently embracing the snow covered field a bit to the right of his path. At first David thought it some rock until he was closer and realized it was a small human, something that struck him as odd considering how they tended to stick to their homes unless they were out with their mothers or fathers. With the thought, David looked left and right across the large open field to see if he couldn't spy the small one's family to find nothing. With scratch of his right hand to his helmeted head, David would return his gaze to the small form. His gaze were on the small one's form for a minute before he stopped over at the waist, reaching with his right hand at the same time. Grabbing the small one with his forefinger and thumb lightly, David would lift them till they were at his eye level so he could see them better. What he saw did not make him feel at all better, the small one's cloths covered in blood, soot, and ash while the ones hair seemed to be filled with wood. Even the small one's facial features were covered with the first three, and was quite pale.

Looking across the field one again with the movement of his head, David would return his vision to the small one held in his grip. Dropping the rope which was in his left hand, David turned his attention to his left hand which was covered in its gauntlet. Shaking his hand a bit, his gauntlet slid off and fell to the ground below with a loud thud. Putting the small one in his warm left hand, he would start rubbing his thumb across the small ones body the thumb being as big as they. Picking up his left gauntlet with his right, he would tuck it under his left arm and pick up the rope with his right and continue moving towards the lift. The small town surrounding it should have someone who could surely take care of the small one.

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Bighorn. The small settlement that surrounded the largest of the lifts which go to the King of Drum's island, and the town David sees the most of since he first came to the island. It was the main way for David to go and collect trees for arrows, along with whatever task his 'Owner' wishes him to fulfill. With David's large size it had taken him and the small one in his hands less then an hour to reach the village, his prediction earlier having been true. With the small one in hand, still having warmth rubbed into her by his just as large thumb, and the ten trees he planned to use for arrows in tow, David entered the village.

Many people were already inside due the cold and how late at night it was, as such most people didn't notice David's entrance into town. Those that did however simply looked at him for a moment before going about their business. David was an occasional occurrence at this point, as such the people were used to his comings and goings. It was what tended to happen when you did it for over thirty years with little deviation. David travel down the main road, a road that lead from outside of town directly to the lift. It was mainly used by Solders and David, the solders when they needed to transport large amounts of items up onto the mountain, and David as it is the only way to go up and down the mountain for a giant besides climbing down.

David had continued walking through the road idly rubbing the small one's body with no real clue on what to do with them. At first David had sought to find someone in town that may be able to help them but now that he thought about it, he knew no one who could actually take care of the small one. It also seemed impudent to take her to his 'Owner's' castle as they would probably make her into a slave... Well, David supposed he should just start knocking on some doors then.

Though David said this, most attempts to receive help were met with terrified yells or no one answering at all. Even when he attempted to explain the situation, his knack to take a minute to form his sentences made people slam their door at him for wasting their time. Truly it was quite a tough situation. Even the solders stationed at the lift seemed to just not car, as they ignored his every attempt to speak with him or just walk away, with words of 'Call them when it was something important'. Clearly these men did not care for the life of the small one.

So it was only thirty minutes before David found himself sitting right outside of town out the way of the main road, and simply sitting there idly continuing to feed warmth into the small one. David quite simply wasn't sure on what to do, asking for assistance was simply not working and taking her up to the castle may yet be a worse fate for the small one... For now David had to figure out a better way to warm the small one besides rubbing it into her.

With his still gauntleted right hand, David would dig into the snow and remove the snow and ice deposited there until he reached the frozen ground, a full two meters under. David set the small one in the small clearing the size of his hand before taking a part of the fur skirt he wore, only a small square hat would hardly be missed. Picking the small one up once more, he would place the small square in the clearing and place the small one on top of it. Pulling out his carving knife, David pulled a tree over to him and started chopping branches off of the trees, only 2 or 3 before stopping. A bit away from the small square where the small one lay, David took his knife and his small whet stone for said knife, and started striking sparks onto the pile of branches. It took a bit to get going due to the wood being wet, but David did start a small fire (Read as; bonfire) which would slowly start fighting back the cold night. David took the tree he had slightly carved before, and started carving away the side branches, seeing as he had nothing to do he thought to might as well carve his arrows here. Though it would only be the shaft and nothing else, it was still better then nothing. An added bonus being that David could add the left over branches and greenery to the fire to keep it lit. David would stay there until the small one woke up so they could plan a course of action. It was very much not in the small one's best interest to make a decision without their input.

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As David awaited the small one's awakening, he had returned his gauntlet to his hand and began carving away the entirety of the branches and shrubbery of one tree, though he was currently in the process of whittling said arrow down so it was not so thick. By doing this he also managed to manage the balance of the arrow shaft by directly choosing how to cut and in what way. It ways always better to make your own arrows, so you can make sure they're actually well suited... Well, its not like David has a choice in the matter. No sold arrows in his size for cheap.

David was actually quite caught up in the carving of his arrows that at first he didn't even notice the small one's awakening, instead having taken to quietly thinking about his carving and enjoying the crackling of the fire that was on the opposite side of the small one's body. It was only when the small one sat up from where she slept that finally caught David's attentions, though he didn't speak. David allowed the small one to come to the realization of where she was, disorientation could be a bad thing considering he found the small one in the cold embrace of the snow.

The reaction David received from the small one was not the one he was expecting, it had seemed David had become far to accustomed to people simply not reacting to him anymore. As such, David simply raised his empty left hand and scratched the side of his helmet in confusion while looking at the small one who's back was to the bonfire. With a shrug of his shoulders, David would contend himself with thinking of the correct words to say in the give situation while he carved away at the tree.

it would take him a minute to collect his thoughts into some sort of sentence. Whether his words would be effective was yet to be scene. Turning away from his work, David would look once more upon the small one and start speaking in a calming tone. "Peace, Small One. I mean you no harm, nor do I wish to eat you." He spoke while continuing his carving subconsciously with naught even a glance at the soon to be arrow in his hands. "I came across your person freezing in the snow as I was returning home from gathering material." David said, punctuating his words by point at the mountain in the distance with his carving knife, before returning it to continue his carving. "I was hoping you could tell me why you are by yourself, Small One. Surely your cloths are not suitable for being worn in this weather, nor did you seem to be at all prepared for a night walk." David continued, speaking in his still calming tone while also speaking logically. His intention to calm the small one down was hopefully conveyed, though he continued to watch her to make sure she did not hurt herself with that large weapon she carried.

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David allowed the small one the peace to think upon her answers, with the continued sound of David's knife carving away the bark around the tree trunk now which he continued to use to feed the fire. While still far to small for someone as large as David, the small one should be quite happy with the bonfire considering not long ago she was suffering from a bad cold. David turned to look at the small one when she spoke about the white snow that covered the land around them. David honestly forgot it exist sometimes, it was not nearly enough to get through his thick skin or cloths so it mainly just reduced his visibility though that tended to only be during some of the worse storms. David would however turn his head back to his carving to see how it was coming along.

However it would be the next words spoken that actually made David take full stock of the small one. He wouldn't full turn towards the small one, rather only turning his head to look down at her from the corner of his right eye with sympathy. His carving continued on, however. The rhythmic sounds not changing despite the news that the small one brought to David. David, while not having his full memories, understood the shock that the loss of a loved one could bring. He had out lived most slaves brought to live in the Drum Castle, being a giant that the lord couldn't do much to tended to do that. As such, he has been through a lord and seen multiple slaves die to various things. None particularly made him feel much. He never interacted with his lords outside of the parties they tended to throw, nor the slaves as most were to scared to approach him except to bring him his food. David didn't respond to the small one's admittance of their father, but he still offered a silent prayer to the unknown man. More then one person should mourn the passing of someone.

It was in regards to the ridiculous questions asked of David, he actually stopped carving to look down at the small one. David only looked at her for a few moments before going back to his carving, yet keeping his eye on the small one. David contemplated for a moment how best to approach the small one's questions. He couldn't outright deny the small one, else risk sending her into a possible depression, yet he couldn't accept and be held up to expectations he couldn't meet. After a full minute of thinking, David would respond to the small one's questions. "Hmmm, not sure I have been asked those questions before... But in regards to your question, No I can not breathe fire... Course, I never actually tried." David said, looking up at the sky in a moment of contemplation, before quickly returning to look at the small one. "In regards to your second question... I can grant wishes... But not magical ones. I am no fairy, small one. I am only a simple man in everything but size. Even then size hardly matters to many." David said with a bit of hesitation when he started, but quickly losing it when he tried to explain it. "I can however give you three 'wishes' small ones. As one such as you who has faced hard ship recently I feel you should have something to ease your burden. You may ask anything of me, and I will do it to the best of my ability. But be forewarned Small one, you shall only receive these three and no more." David said, his gaze returned to his carving, his brow underneath his helmet furrowed in frustration that this is the best he could possibly do for the small one. But he soon sighed and released that frustration. It would have no use at this time.

@Melly

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David looked down at the small one in exasperation. He had heard her wish, he had heard him and was already dreading what was to come, so he turned to look down at the tree in his hands. For a few minutes after the girl shouted her wish, David would do nothing. Nothing except sit in his seat and carve the wood in his hands. Slowly, David stopped his carving of the current tree he was working on and put it to his other side where the pile of trees was, followed by placing his carving knife on top of the trees as well. Standing sightly so he could turn and face the small one, David would slowly sit himself down and look directly at the child which sat huddled in his furs.

David would look at her for another full minute. Simply looking at her. Making no moves, simply just sitting there looking at her.  "I cannot do that." David said suddenly, giving no preemptive moves before hand to allow the small one to prepare herself. "I cannot bring back your dead father, small one." David said once more to drive the point home, in a completely neutral tone. David sat, and watched the small one react.

@Melly

David looked down at the small one who had just thoroughly surprised him. Enough so he scratched the side of his head in confusion, the small one had acted outside of what he had thought she would. David had been expecting slow realization of what he had said and then start crying, instead he received was complete understanding like he had explained how he shot his arrows from his bow. It caught David unprepared, hence his sitting their dumbfounded for a moment. Dealing with small ones obviously wasn't something David should do often, if this one encounter was enough to leave him dumbfounded he shuddered at the thought of caring for more then one at a time.

David looked down once more at the small one who was done making her requests, two of which he could do... Wither he could actually answer the second was up for debate though. Most he knew of Marines, the world tingling the back of his mind, was what his master had said in his hearing. Something about them being incompetents? David didn't know. He never met one before. The last one, however, was outside of what David was actually capable of. "I can take you, yes." David began speaking, reaching down his hand palm up and pressed it into the ground so it was the same level of the small one's feet. "Though I must admit ignorance to what a Marine is. The person I live with calls them 'incompetents' or 'idiots' but besides that I cannot tell you. I haven't met one yet." once the small one was in David's hands, he would grab the trees he was cutting and put them under his arm pit. He could of carried it this way before, but didn't particularly care to. An over site on his part to be sure. "I can warm you with a fire small one, but that is the best I can do." Speaking of said fire, David would raise his foot and slam it down on the bonfire that was still lit, putting it out before it could even burn David's large form. Once he had collected the small one, put out the fire, and acquired his future arrows, he would start walking towards Robelle

David's long stride, as well as him being a giant, meant that the landscape went past relatively fast. Easily as fast as a horse moving at a trot's pace, though he could move faster if he started running, but there was no need for such things. David didn't know exactly how far this 'Robelle' was, though if it was the town he always saw from atop the mountain then he could reach it within the hour. If only just with his current pace.

The small one was speaking in his hand again, it did seem to enjoy talking to him. Not that David had a clue why, most of the people on top of the mountain were fine enough not talking to him. Most seemed to ignore his existence unless he needed something important, even then they did it reluctantly. Was all very strange to him. The small one was different however. Not only did she seem to enjoy speaking to him, she also never gave him room to answer. Jumping from one topic to the next seemingly at random. Was quite strange to David who had to think out his answers before he said anything.

With but a few minutes to think, he would begin speaking. "Thank you? I do not believe I am any warmer then a normal person, small one." David said, with a cock of his head. "Hmm, if marines hurt your father, then they must of either had a reason, or were simply bad men as you say." David nodded to the small one, in acknowledgement of what she had said. "Being a giant? Strange and trying at times. For you see, I have to try very hard not to hurt the smaller ones around me." David would say, as he foot knocked over a tree which was in his way. "Ninja powers? I have never heard of such a thing, so I do not believe I have those. Not invisibility. though I do not see how that power is very helpful. But to answer your question, I live atop the tallest mountain, shooting ships that bare a black flag. It was what I was told to do you see." David said, his voice turning reminiscent. "My owner apparently bought me so I would do such things. He also tends to have me shoot targets so to impress his guests. Seems pointless to me, but I do not know as much as he seems to." David would finish, nodding his head sagely.

David would go silent for a few moments before he would turn to the small one and ask the small one; "What is a witch?"