Philisrhynga the Legend of the Battlefield

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Chapter 8

Philisrhynga was conceived through the rape of her mother by
her clan chieftain in a night of rage and passion. The chieftain,
who was warlord of a small army living deep within Mount Kiadana-Rah,
quickly resented Philisrhynga's existence. It reminded him of his
act with Philisrhynga's mother, who was not known to be one of the
more desirous giants of their clan. Ashamed, Philisrhynga's father
took his anger out on her. She was raped as a child, and continuously
beaten. At first, she simply felt numb, and knew not what to think.
Her mother ignored her mostly, giving her mundane tasks to complete
which let the hours go by without incident. Yet as the beatings and
violations continued, something changed within Philisrhynga. No longer
did she feel numb, but instead began to take pleasure in the feel or
cold whip across her back, and see life in the eyes of her violent
in the grips of desire. She began to feel more alive with every
beating.

She took pride in her hardened and scarred skin, and took no interest
in the other fire giant boys she encountered. Yet she was not satisfied
with her simple life. She yearned for more, she wished to express what
she knew was growing inside of her with every thrashing. A sense of
identity. That she indeed was someone or something, though she did not
yet know what.

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Chapter 7

And so, on a hot day on the Mountain, Philisrhynga, as stealthily
as an amazonian giant can move, snuck off out of the heated volcano
and into the free world.

At first her travels were uneventful, even boring in her mind. She
had heard of magic before, even seen it in action from the dark
knights who sometimes visited her clan. This was no surprise to the
giantess. What was the source of her boredom however, was the amount
of creatures, human and other who had taken up this magic to weave
their desires. She found it, on the whole, an altogether ugly world.
See, Philisrhynga thought nothing 'magical' in magic. Not only could
she not understand it, she thought it a dull way to go about one's
business. Relying on the gods for help. You see, Philisrhynga placed
little faith in Gods, as with the abuse she had experienced, how could
the Gods oversee all and do nothing to help her? And so Philisrhynga forsaked them.
Her indifference to magic soon began to change. As her enjoyment of
pleasures of the flesh grew, be it in bloodletting or copulation, so
did her hatred for those who embraced the power of the Gods. These
magiciens they called themselves.

And so, when she stumbled upon a Massive Giant protecting a village
of warriors seeking the extinction of magic, she was invigorated and
determined to find a place among them.

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Chapter 6

All was going well for Philisrhynga in her quest to join the Battleragers
until a fated day, the last day of the Theran calender. It was the eve of
the Day of the Moon and Month of Winter when Philisrhynga, greatly satisfied
with her progress in the ways of war and combat, settled down for a glass
of fine wine at the Inn of the Eternal Star. She was minding her business
when a short and blonde haired svirfneblin leapt onto the stool next to hers.
Now Philisrhynga had had little contact with these tiny creatures in her short
life, and was truly fascinated. And so, the following ensued:

Why yous so small?
"Eh, well ah reckon I'm tha 2nd tallest member of the Glindark clan,
which be known for being taller than most. So maybe it's being you
that's just too tall!"
Philisrhynga, amused and intrigued took a quick liking to this small creature.
"Hrrrrrms, is good way put. Philis never think might be tall. Think everyone else
too small"
Bah! It's New Year's Eve! Let's put our height aside and let me buy ya a drink!
Philisrhynga, already on her third glass of wine, quickly agreed.

Several drinks later and deep into the night, Philisrhynga and the svirfneblin
were to be found near the Inn's roaring fire, laughing over the sillyness of
elves when Olin the Innkeeper came to them to tell them the Bar was soon to be
closing. The Svirfneblin, quick to react, mentioned a vintage wine he once bartered
from a halfling up on Gethmore Road that could be found in his burrow just off of
West Dairien road.Philisrhynga, now quite inebriated thought no harm in visiting
this tiny creatures hut if such a fine concoction was to be had. And so, this odd
couple made their way out of the bar, down the road, and into the svirfneblin's
burrow, just large enough to contain Philisrhynga.

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Chapter 5

Now, what happened within that burrow we will not tell for fear that young eyes
come upon this tale. Needless to say, the two were fortunate that it indeed was
New Year's eve and the rest of the svirfneblins living nearby were in equally
drunken stupors. Consequently, no one noticed the groundshaking tremors coming
from the burrow on that night.

Late into the morning, Philisrhynga awoke to a pounding headache and someone
near her utterring short incantations in a low tone. Confused and unsure what
had happened the previous evening, she turned to see the small svirfneblin
practicing his spells. Instantly, the memories of the previous night flooder
her rather small mind. Realizing that she had been seduced by a magician no
less, albeit unadvertantly, Philisrhynga found herself consumed by rage and
an urge for bloodletting. The poor svirfneblin, expecting his unusual lover
to awake peacefully, turned to greet Philisrhynga. Instead, a massive
ebony foot came down resoundedly on his head, squashing him in a quick death.

From this point forward, Philisrhynga grew far more wary of small people, thinking
them mischievous and too cunning for her tastes. She also grew very reluctant
to dabble in any vintage wines, at the Inn or otherwise, afraid to bring back
memories of her New Year's eve unexpected fornications.

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Chapter 4

Philisrhynga, since her New Year's Eve debocle has completely given up drinking wine, though she still
yearns for it. Instead, the giantess has begun consulting with Olin and the Chefs at the Eternal Star on
the prospects of them teaching her the intricacies of becoming a gourmet Chef. Philisrhynga genuinely
has convinced herself that different mages make for the best ingredients, to be combined with tender meats of course.

And so, Philisrhynga has begun referring to mages as ingredients in a stew she is planning on making, with the help of Olin.
She has a mighty feast in store for the Village once she has obtained all the necessary ingredients.

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Chapter 3

Philisrhynga, now a full member of the Village clan she sought out, has seen many battles
and been bloodied in many wars. She knows she is not one of the stronger warriors in her clan,
and thus is beginning to focus more and more on her potential as Chef. Though her constitution
is quickly fading, her desires to explore the necessary ingredients to serve to her village
brothers and sisters has not dimmed.

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Chapter 2

Following a rather bloody debocle outside her clan's Village, Philisrhynga was visited
by a svirfneblin emissary, bearing a message from an organizer of a Year end party. His name is
Galgunkhron the Dubious, and Philisrhynga is quite intrigued. She had quite an ill experience
involving wine, a svirfneblin and a vicious hangover on a previous year end occasion, but the enticement of fine wines
as well as an opportunity to showcase her fine meat cooking skills is too much for her to turn down.
She is quite aware there may be some trickery at work, but she is far too curious not to attend.

And so she will go about redoubling her efforts to find meants, especially that of birds, seeing as
Iltch, a tricker than most arial, has caused her quite the bloodletting. Philisrhynga has promised to supply
quite the smattering of assorted meats, magemeats or their friends meats, and has begun her preprations
for the occasion.

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Chapter 1

Philisrhynga was quite surprised to be visited again by a svirfneblin emissary, this time bringing
a different kind of news. The fated svirfneblin Philisrhynga had squashed following the New Year's Eve
debocle apparently left something for Philisrhynga, a forged belt of great value. Philisrhynga,
torn between her anger of being betrayed and the pleasures of that night was unsure what to make of it,
but she finally accepted the belt, and treasued it secretly though never speaking of it to her
village brethren. She is looking forward even more eagerly to the party the Dubious one is organizing.

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