Question him

"Why?" you ask boldly.

"Well if you like to be apart of a man slaughter with the Mountain than go ahead. I won't stop you."

"Thanks Brom but I think I'll try my luck."

Brom grimaces, "Ok than I will let you be." He left shaking his head at your predicament.

The Mountain were a huge monstrous of a man or what the common people sometimes call him a beast. He so many people in every place he has been. You never learn his name or his other brother because both were call dogs.

You went back to the drinking hall where you was staying the night. The woman giving out the wine and beer said, "Hey here come the to be great Culpepper of Culpeppers. Or what I say to everyone coming threw a dead man walking. How long do you think you'll keep in the tourney. 5, 10 minutes." she laugh heartily.

You smile begrudgingly at her, "Wanna take a bet Sheyenne. If I lose you will keep all of my money because I'll be dead."

"But if you win Dewey."