[Dragonoak-kingdom] It was nearly impossible to miss the large crusader, while Darina's sawsbuck companion warned against approaching him the Queen was not one to be easily struck by fear. "Warm welcomes of spring." She dipped her head in greetings. "I bring gifts of nature, would you accept one form me?" Holding up a bundle of Phlox flowers she continues. "This flower symbolizes harmony, to which I sense is important to you, yes?"
The Crusader couldn’t help but be rather surprised, it’s not often that one would approach him to offer him flowers...especially not someone such as her. He gingerly takes bundle of flowers in between two giant fingers before bringing it to his face, his single eye admiring their petals.
Eventually he looks back at her, breaking the silence. “Lass, you would be correct!” He chuckles, his voice sounding like a loud rumble. “However, harmony is not the only thing I seek!” The Golurk brings his mighty hammer off his shoulder and sets the head on the ground. “My Order not only fights for harmony, but to also push back the darkness that shrouds this world! Every swing of our weapons is intended to force the dark-hearted to step back, to grant the innocent some peace.”
His gaze drifts back to the blossoms between his fingers. “Our ultimate quest is to rid this world completely of evil, however such a goal is an impossibility. Wherever there’s light...there is also darkness, it is how the world is.” Tapferkeit shakes his head before letting out a sharp, booming laugh. “Nevertheless! That does not mean we will stop fighting! With every new evil that rises, we will immediately charge to meet it! As long as I live, this world will always have a champion to protect the innocent!”
In one swift movement the Golurk brings the hammer off the ground and back on his shoulder, the weight of the weapon causing his body to shake somewhat before settling. “That is fight is important to me, lass. The gift of these blossoms is greatly appreciated, I am honored that you have gone out of your way to give them to a stranger such as me.” His gaze wanders over to the Sawsbuck a little ways off. “Sadly I do not have anything to give back for such a gift, so...” The Golurk stops as an idea strikes him, his eye darting back to the bundle of flowers.
Setting down his hammer he gingerly plucks one of the posies out of the bundle and offers it back to the queen. “You say this flower symbolizes harmony, eh? So it is only fitting that I gift one back to you!” Whether the queen accepted the flower or not didn’t matter to the Golurk, for eventually he picks his hammer back up before turning away.
“Sadly my presence is needed elsewhere, so I must go. But I give you my thanks for your kind gift.” He looks over his shoulder at the Sawsbuck, his single eye twinkling with amusement. “And there is no need to be wary, your liege is more than capable of handling herself. I can’t sense the power radiating from her, don’t you agree?” With that leaves the field, each of his earth-shaking steps growing fainter until the giant fades in the distance.