Friends and fellow wanderers of Gianthold,
today, we gather to bid farewell to a wondrous soul who graced this crystal-strewn wasteland with his extraordinary presence. In this realm of shimmering beauty and mystery, our beloved Stone Giant was known for one thing above all—a hopping gait that danced like the gentlest of winds.
With each bound, he brought life to the stones beneath his feet, and the crystals sparkled in admiration, mirroring the stars above. His gait was more than just a trait; it was a symphony of elegance, a poetry of motion that enchanted all who beheld it.
In the heart of the deserts, he hopped with grace and purpose, leaving behind a trail of wonder and joy. The creatures of Gianthold joined his dance, and the very landscape seemed to sway in rhythm with his steps.
His hopping gait was a reflection of his spirit—gentle, yet powerful, a reminder that even in the harshest of landscapes, beauty could be found. He touched our hearts, not with his size, but with the elegance of his stride and the warmth of his presence.
Today, as we bid him farewell, let us cherish the memory of his enchanting gait and the joy it brought into our lives. May his hops echo through the ages, a testament to the beauty that lies within each of us.
Farewell, dear giant of the hopping gait. May you find eternal peace, hopping among the stars in the heavens above. Rest well, and may your dance live on in our hearts forever.
In deepest sympathy,
yours truly
Titus Ovid