24″*As the sound of the river gets louder a clearing comes into view, you and your men freeze in your tracks, an enormous Bigfoot, sits cross-legged before the river, he opens his eyes, we recoil a bit as his eyes scan each one of us, our hands at the ready to unsheath our blades, then its face forms a warm smile "Hello Friends, come sit have some roasted fish"
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