[ Caspar has always been the sort to protect the innocent.
And, well... it looks as though there are innocents to be protected, even here, even now. Not so terribly far away is a monster of a man, tall and broad and hairy and scarred as any impressive bandit, cloaked in what seems to be a massive bearskin, an axe at his side and a menacing grimace twisting his expression.
His hands are raised up, nearly clawed as he takes a step towards a gaggle of children. They all stagger backwards, shrieking in what must be terror, mysterious papers clutched in their little hands.
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And, well... it looks as though there are innocents to be protected, even here, even now. Not so terribly far away is a monster of a man, tall and broad and hairy and scarred as any impressive bandit, cloaked in what seems to be a massive bearskin, an axe at his side and a menacing grimace twisting his expression.
His hands are raised up, nearly clawed as he takes a step towards a gaggle of children. They all stagger backwards, shrieking in what must be terror, mysterious papers clutched in their little hands.
This may, in fact, be a time to rush in. ]