Nuubee stood over the pile of giants, sword in his left hand.
"I guess they can't call me a newbie anymore." Nuubee reflected on the times he had spent back in Rookgaard, holding that first sword, a simple rapier. As he got older, he found bigger weapons to be more useful. Kill them before they have a chance to hurt me, he would say to those above him.
After picking up a few coins, he dropped them in his sack and headed out.