Vikhafen Docks and Main Gate [Accesspoint from sea and land]

Alrik approached the main gate of Vikhafen at a slow and steady pace. All twelve feet of the white-and-gray-bearded giant walked at just about a normal human's pace, despite having a stride a few times that of the same human - if his steps were so purposed. But, in this case, they weren't. Alrik wasn't in a hurry because he simply didn't have to be. Everything happened slowly for him these days, and that's how he liked his state of affairs; slow.

"Hail! At the gates!" he called out, his voice booming up from his chest as he was still a few dozen meters away. The guards would have obviously spotted him by now anyway, but Alrik decided to do them the courtesy of announcing himself. He waited until he was a bit closer before addressing the guards. "I am Alrik Storkin," he began, his voice now much more quiet and a smooth baritone, "I am homesteading to the west, and come to purchase some essentials for the home I am building." he patted the large leather bag that hung around his neck and draped over to his left side. "My bag is empty, I seek to fill it with supplies."

His words were simple, and right to the point. Alrik would wait, patient as ever, to either be asked questions or be permitted to move ahead into the city.

There were parts of the world, Alrik understood, that didn't look too favorably upon giants. Luckily, to Alrik's knowledge he had never been to one of these places, as he never strayed too far from the areas here in Taingraad and further north - where giants were either commonplace enough not to cause a panic, or were too sparsely populated to have a number of humans large enough to cause panic to. His kind were common enough in Taingaard, and in Vikhafen.

Alrik gave a thankful wave to the guards just before he passed under the gates to the city, continuing on to his desired destination.