"At long last I have found you, Berinhard!"
The Strongman set down a few hundred crates with ease, and turned towards the source of the voice. "You have found the Berinhard indeed!" He tossed a confirmation to the wind with a toothy grin, two fingers brushing the lustrous hair of his most glorious stache.
"I've scoured the realms and the seven skies to finally meet you," a silhouette emerged in the trees, long blue cape billowing in a breeze. "Berinhard... no, Strongman of Cirque ad Infinitum!" The figure leapt from the branches with Berinhard's eyes following their movements into the sky and down to the ground. "Ooh, you have the legs perfect for springing," the Strongman complimented them with thunderous clapping as the eclectically clad character landed perfectly on their feet in a heroic pose.
Berinhard whistled, "Beautiful, beautiful! You must be doing the encore, yes?"
The figure's features were hard to read considering they wore a paper bag over their head, but they seemed to be staring at the Strongman in disbelief. Pointing to themselves, they whispered: "W-wait, could you be referring to me, Sir Strongman?"
"Oho, yes of course! Elegant like the swan, fierce like the lion!" Berinhard closed the distance in a few steps with his long strides and clapped a giant hand on the figure's head, or at least their bag. "You cover up, but Berinhard can tell you have heart of champion. Of HERO."
They were taken aback and visibly squirming. "Oh! Oh, I... that's really fitting because my parents named me Hero but I never thought of myself as one and actually, that's why I left my home and started my jour- ahh, I'm sorry! You don't need to know all that," Hero shook their head and brought the stick to bear against the Strongman's thick chest.
"I've come to challenge your Ring of Might, Berinhard! By my honor as Hero," they tucked in closer and whispered, "I will prevail and prove myself the hero of the untold realms - uhm, mom insisted on the title!" They coughed and stood upright, shouldering the stick. "I'm ready to clash when you are!"
The Strongman grasped Hero by the shoulders, "Berinhard can see the fire burning in you and dare not refuse such heartfelt challenge! The Ring of Might stands erect this day for you to do the battle!" He gestured behind him to the outdoors stage and clenched a fist, "Cannot wait for young firey friend to be meeting other opponents of the ring!"
Hero was nodding at everything up until the last part to which they made a sound: "Huh?"
The Strongman set down a few hundred crates with ease, and turned towards the source of the voice. "You have found the Berinhard indeed!" He tossed a confirmation to the wind with a toothy grin, two fingers brushing the lustrous hair of his most glorious stache.
"I've scoured the realms and the seven skies to finally meet you," a silhouette emerged in the trees, long blue cape billowing in a breeze. "Berinhard... no, Strongman of Cirque ad Infinitum!" The figure leapt from the branches with Berinhard's eyes following their movements into the sky and down to the ground. "Ooh, you have the legs perfect for springing," the Strongman complimented them with thunderous clapping as the eclectically clad character landed perfectly on their feet in a heroic pose.
Berinhard whistled, "Beautiful, beautiful! You must be doing the encore, yes?"
The figure's features were hard to read considering they wore a paper bag over their head, but they seemed to be staring at the Strongman in disbelief. Pointing to themselves, they whispered: "W-wait, could you be referring to me, Sir Strongman?"
"Oho, yes of course! Elegant like the swan, fierce like the lion!" Berinhard closed the distance in a few steps with his long strides and clapped a giant hand on the figure's head, or at least their bag. "You cover up, but Berinhard can tell you have heart of champion. Of HERO."
They were taken aback and visibly squirming. "Oh! Oh, I... that's really fitting because my parents named me Hero but I never thought of myself as one and actually, that's why I left my home and started my jour- ahh, I'm sorry! You don't need to know all that," Hero shook their head and brought the stick to bear against the Strongman's thick chest.
"I've come to challenge your Ring of Might, Berinhard! By my honor as Hero," they tucked in closer and whispered, "I will prevail and prove myself the hero of the untold realms - uhm, mom insisted on the title!" They coughed and stood upright, shouldering the stick. "I'm ready to clash when you are!"
The Strongman grasped Hero by the shoulders, "Berinhard can see the fire burning in you and dare not refuse such heartfelt challenge! The Ring of Might stands erect this day for you to do the battle!" He gestured behind him to the outdoors stage and clenched a fist, "Cannot wait for young firey friend to be meeting other opponents of the ring!"
Hero was nodding at everything up until the last part to which they made a sound: "Huh?"