3 vikings

3 Viking brothers had travel to Gordor for a party. They had met drunken debacury at it finest

The first one name was Slavin. He had a long beard and was the oldest. He was a Burly man with a big scar in muscle bound chest from fighting a bear in the snowy moutians. A deed that brought him respect and made he known as THE GREAT bear

The second brother was not as tall but little more fit and younger. He had red hair and was very well endowed. His name was Hagard. He was a passionate man, Quick to hug a friend just like he quick to punch someone. Thought with his fist and cock most of the time. He beard was shorter

Vin was the youngest was clean shaven. His black hair was in the pony tail. He was what would be consider normal size in our modern more wussiefied times. He was a bit more quiter then his brother but had sharper wit

“By the GODS” Vin said

They were in the Alley and Vin dropped his pitcher of Ale.

There she stood in 8 foot tall form with her arms showing. She was glowing like a goddess should glow

“Let see, have one Hand to Hold a Jar of Beer, Another to hold the food, but what shall I do with the other hands…ANY ideas boys” She said