Fugitive's Fetish
A fetish made of vitreous humor not native to any eye of the Realms. The giants did not have eyes, and so dreamed them up.
In the hearts of Progenitors the giants found freedom. Freedom from the Fog that pursued them. In perverting these people, they took away what made them immune to its effects. And so the giants ran again. But to where could they possibly go?
Those perverted came to define themselves in the way of giants, despite their best intentions. One brilliant mind was even convinced to betray his dearest friends by the Grand Ambassador, to honor a friend long gone.
He regretted it in the end—a feeling of imagination giants were incapable of. Is it too late to fix things, or…
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Notes: Revert the body of one kin to a Progenitor