Role

Chapter 1

The clamoring crowd grew louder, jeering at the bulbous, bestial giant in the
caged wagon. The vistani circusman armed the commoners with rotten
vegetables and sour meat, to which they hurled the munitions with glee and
laughed as the beast devoured it all, its appetite unceasing.

Swollen, the residue of hideous days past left a deathly pallor upon the
beasts pale, taut skin, his disheveled white hair a mess.

To the discerning, the flash of prideful rage in the eyes of the beastly
giant would have certainly challenged the notion of permanent captivity,
giving no second thought to remaining near to the circus. A discerning
person saw the caged danger before them.