You decide it may be a better option to try and get the attention of one of the pandaren slumbering at one of the few tables in the inn; you don't deny the affability of pandaren, but trying to get the attention of one of the titans over the sound of their booming voice when you're smaller than one of their toes is going to prove nigh impossible. Not to mention, climbing a more stationary target will no doubt prove to be easier than one of the more erratic targets. It's settled then! Just need to make it across the wooden floor to one of the... wait did it just get darker?
You turn around to see one of the titanic pandaren standing in the doorway you entered from - you must not have heard his approach over all of the commotion going on inside the inn. This pandaren looks a little different however, the other patrons are large but this one is clearly large even compared to them, barely even able to fit through the door with his large frame as he makes his way inside. You can only watch as the behemoth takes his first step inside, the floor quaking as one of his bare soles hits the ground what was probably a few feet away at your normal size.
Unsurprisingly, the distant behemoth looks uninterested in checking the floor for any mite sized humans, clearly more interested in heading to the bartender with that warm reassuring grin on his bearded face. This did little to reassure you however, as in what felt like seconds the once comforting smile is hidden beneath the veneer of his large gut, bouncing from the recoil of each step and even sooner, one of his paws is above you. You have to dodge out the of way immediately, or you will be becoming very acquainted with that paw...
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