Tonya
The road to the capital are well patrolled. Commerce were important to the Empire. But that hasn't stopped opportunistic reaver from trying their luck, robbing the rich travelers that traversed these roads.

In front of Kondor was a long stretch of well-paved road, stretching for miles along the flat floodplains of a river. The road hugged the coast closely, and passed by multiple coastal towns.

This particular stretch of road is at the mid point of two towns, and were relatively uncleared. A group of five men stood some fifty meters in front of Kondor. Three of them were dressed in simple almain rivet armour, while the rest weren't armoured. All of them had an open-faced sallet, common around this part of the Empire.

All of them were armed with sword, shields, and one even had a mace. The leader seems to be next to a chestnut horse, and is holding its reins. A lance rested on a lance bucket on the horse.

The leader turned toward the incoming traveller.

"OI! YOU THAR! STAWP!"
Harold
*Looking rather bored and to say the truth, really quite sleepy right now, was Kondor. His voyages around had never once actually left him hungry or as such, but he did get tired. During this moment he had been wondering wether he should set up camp, maybe find something to cook? But then his small minded thoughts were interrupted by the shouts of the leader.*

*He tilts his head, face mostly covered up by his helmet of sorts, but he still looks towards the geared up man. What could he want? Kondor hadn't actually seen any people in a while now, and so was intrigued by this situation. He then decided to speak up, not even remembering to shape shift into a more... Amicable form.*

"What is it? You need things?" *Yes yes, he wasn't articulate but at least he was capable of speech. That's what was necessary to him. His own body was outfitted with a suit of plate armour, covering his disproportioned body almost completely, save his arms. However, that did not matter much, as on each was a gauntlet with 2 large blades attached to them, which almost seemed natural, the way they were attached.*
Tonya
*To the experienced leader of the group, this lonely man looked quite vulnerable. Although they were well armoured, their arms were exposed. He was alone, and the group had the numerical advantage.

But the rest of the men following him seems to have some doubts. A few seconds after Kondor responded, the men started chatting amongst themselves, ignoring his call for response.*

"You sure? That guy look tough."

"He is alone, get on with it. We could sell his shit for fifty gold! And maybe him for more!" 

*The leader's proclamation of almost a hundred gold or more of profit enticed the rest to follow.*

*The leader got on his horse, and grabbed his lance. Then he put his mace back on his belt, and trotted 15 meters in front of him. The rest of his group followed. They unstrapped their kite shields and beat their weapon on it briefly.*

"Yes! Your money and your life!"
Harold
*Now, Kondor might be stupid, but when it came to fighting? That was all he knew. Speaking about selling his stuff might have been what ticked him off about it, but now he wasn't so sure these were just random travellers. Maybe he should just put them down before they cause any more trouble.*

*As the group approached, he mostly just stood there, even picking his nose with his gargantuan digits as he waited, almost as if he were mocking them. Maybe he didn't hear? His head is covered by his helm and a small hood so maybe that was all. He did, however, prepare to fight, his breathing becoming more ragged as he pumped himself up for this.*

"Money no have, yes? Life not for sale. Come pick it up."
Tonya
*The leader cleared his throat. He wasn't eager to fight and wanted to get this over with without getting hurt.*

"I am saying it one last time! Hand over your money, drop your armour and put your front to the tree! Or we will kill you!" 

*The four person behind him let out some sort of roar. They took two steps closer to Kondor, and then started moving toward his side, ending up 45 degrees to his left and right and ten meters away.*
Harold
*Hearing such a comment come from a fragile frame like this was at its least, amusing for Kondor. But at the most, it was enough to make him burst out laughing. What he did in fact do, was chuckle audibly, a throaty and deep voice that he had heard by all members of this group.*

"I like to see attempt. Go ahead!"

*Though his arms were uncovered, that was for a very good reason. To stop any sort of restriction on them, which had muscles that fit few, if any armours. They were large enough to compare to the torso of a regular human, really not normal in size.*
Tonya
*The leader looked visibly infuriated by this, and grabbed his lance, holding it with two hands. It was of standard length - roughly 2 meters long and just slightly taller than the rider itself. It has a normal, broad spearhead able to cut and thrust.*

"Get em!" 

*The leader ordered, and the group around Kondor started moving to surround him. Two ran to his side, while another two is running to attack him from behind. The leader gripped his lance tightly, pointing it at Kondor without advancing. The rest of the group maintained their distance of ten meters from Kondor, unwilling to risk their life unless the other were charging in too.*
Harold
*Grinning at this hilarious opportunity, Kondor contemplated what move to use. Blind charge? Maybe thrash around? Nah, there's a better option still. And so, as he bumps his fists together twice, his entire body begins to turn slightly more red, as his veins visibly glow a deep crimson.*

*The two attacking from his side? They would be fun little toys for him, maybe they'd become his weapon, yes? He swings his arm to the left, using the momentum to throw himself at the attacker and distance himself from the other two, charging forwards to run his opponent down and onto the floor.*

*After making this manoeuvre, his instinct was of course, to kill the man, but maybe it would be a better idea to... He picks him up, throwing him at the two who had previously been behind him. That was, if he had actually hit him to begin with.*
Tonya
"FUCK!" *The man Kondor was charging at exclaimed. He backed off and placed his shield in front of him, and then ran to the side, barely dodging the charge. Then he turned toward Kondor, pointing his sword at him.

Kondor's move disrupted their plan to surround him, and now all of his enemies were behind. The leader grabbed his lance and trotted slightly closer. Meanwhile, the rest of them formed a semi circle and started closing in. 

Except for the one he just charged at, who is still backing off in fear.*
Harold
*He proceeds to continue with his previous plan, swinging his other arm in a brutish manner towards the little thing, hands ready to pick him up, with his hands that could hold him like a football. As he performs this action, Kondor bellows, spit flying from his mouth as the previously red glow turns to blue, and he speeds up further.*

"I crush you like twig!" *He shouts, backhanding the sword using the blades of his gauntlet, which really was a useful item for idiots like him. The already massive weight of such large blades was only amplified by two of the enchantments on it, and if it were to hit the sword, it would be sent flying without any difficulty, before his other arm would come to lift the small man off the ground.*
Tonya
*The man immediately thrusted his sword forward and upward, to parry Kondor's arm. Unfortunately for him, the sword were simply deflected by his gigantic, speedy axe. The poor man didn't even react in time. In what looked like a single flash, the blade of the gauntlet fell on and his sworrd were knocked away.

However, the man quickly swung his shield into the way of his hand, and the shield took the hit without problem, but not without sending the man recoiling backward.

A chorus of shout from behind Kondor may alert him to impending danger.*

"CHARGE!" *The leader ordered as he see one of his man endangered. Spurred on by his command, the other three man rushed Kondor from behind with their swords in hand. The leader rested his lance - which he thought useless anyway, and drew his mace, preparing to charge Kondor on his horse.*
Harold
*Hearing the sounds of impending danger, Kondor can only really do one thing to help himself. Wrench the shield from the man, taking the entire person with it if he did not let go and stabbing him in the abdomen with the other other arm, as he prepared to charge towards the others himself.*

*Finishing up with the small man, small shield in hand, he ran towards the other members of the group, throwing the shield in the direction of the leader on the horse at full speed. The only other thing he did was reposition his arms once more to cover up his face as he charged forward, the blades pointing outwards so that whoever was hit would get at least cut by the blades of the weapon.*
Tonya
*Presumably, Kondor grabbed the shield with one of his arm. The man tried to yank it back, but was absolutely no match for his great strength and speed. He wisely tried to give it up...

But kite shield is a strapped shield. He was pulled forward, losing his balance as his shield tilted forth, and he was practically gutted from the side with the gigantic axe. The only problem is, this dying man is still strapped to his shield, and Kondor won't have enough time to remove the man before the other four reached him.

What would he do instead?*
Harold
*He would simply use the body along with the shield. To him, it only mattered that it was a larger shield to him, and so he continued his charge, taking the body along with the shield and continuing on after.*
Tonya
*The dying man would be dragged along with the shield. Although Kondor was strong, it would still be awkward to lift a 60 kilo man along with his shield. The group immediately stopped as the giant turned around toward them.

They raised their shield, and the other unarmoured man - standing on the outermost edge of their formation, looked very unsteady after seeing his comrade ripped apart.*

"Comon, why ain't you charging!" *The leader scolded, but there was no reaction, and the men on foot started backing off.*
Harold
*It was indeed rather strange to take the man and keep using him, so why not split it into more sizeable chunks? Kondor thought next to pull the man into two parts, hopefully aided by the wound he had caused earlier, and if successful, would throw on half at the leader, and the other at the group.* 

*Though he did not like to start violence, situations like these could not put the blame not him, could they? And so he felt as though it were completely justified. Nothing wrong with self defence.*
Tonya
*The man would be yanked into half and killed instantly. Presuambly, Kondor might've also used the gauntlet to help. The group were now clearly in utter terror, and the leader is now backing off quicker, to 8 meters away. 

One half of the mutilated man woul be thrown at the leader with surprising strength.*

"Wha-" *The leader tried to put his mace, or shield on the way, but the upper half of the torso flew toward him too quickly for him to react. And he find himself covered in gore and blood, falling onto the ground dazed from the impact. The horse turned around and ran, startled.*

*By the time he could grab the second part of a man and prepare to throw it, the other three have wisely turned their back on their leader and started running away.*
Harold
*Seeing the fruits of his success, Kondor began to pant slightly, as small amounts of steam float off from his arms. This was another reason why he left them uncovered, to allow the escape of the built up energy of his buffs.*

*His large, stubby legs making their way towards the fallen leader, Kondor picked his teeth with the tip of his gauntlet blades, removing some kind of dirt that had been there. The wind brushing past calmly, reflecting his current state of mind, he pulls down the hood, revealing the two red horns on his head. One was broken of, just shy of half the length of the other, a thick, not very long, but medium sized one that reflected the glow of the sun.*
Tonya
*The leader recovered from the stun, but was still short of breath from such a violent fall. His armour and clothes were stained a gory red. He pushed off the torso and head of the dead man, crawling away in pure terror.

Kondor pulling off his hood was none of his concern - he just wanted to live. And now that he is off his literal high horse, his chance of winning is quite slim.

He prepared to stand up and run.*
Harold
*But of course, there was no chance of that happening, as Kondor placed his enormous hands at the nape of the man, lifting him up before grabbing hold of each of his arms to hold him up like a kitten.*

"Money or life? I like both. Maybe I'll add to my sum. Cough up your money." *He says, clearly enjoying the irony of the situation. It didn't much concern him wether the others escaped, without a leader they would be uncoordinated and incapable of doing much more harm. And so, he thought this would be a much funnier thing to do, before of course bringing the man to the closest town.*
Tonya
*The leader was unable to resist, with the giant gripping his arms tightly. He flailed his legs helplessly, before he stopped resisting. However, it was clear his arms won't be able to hold for much longer if he kept holding him like this.

Some fifty meters away was the startled horse, with some partially filled saddlebags. The leader himself had a pouch to carry his belonging, and it looks like the man Kondor just killed also had one.*

"I! Uh, my money is in my bag, you can take it, please spare my life mister!"
Harold
"Life? I would never!" *He places the man over his shoulder, assuming he holds no weapons, and begins to trod on over to the pouch on the torso and then taking the one on the man. Assuming the horse wasn't running away, he would pat the thing without much weight so as not to hurt it, and rummages around insides for any notable items inside and any items that look like they might have personal value to someone.* "I return what I can. Kondor good person, see? Cycle of life."
Tonya
*The man actually had a dagger sheathed on his belt, but presumably Kondor dealt with it sensibly before hoisting him on. Conveniently there was some spices, yards of silk and even silver coins. The items were worth some two hundred silver, and the loose currency also two hundred silver.

There was also rope, gags and even some chains on the saddle bag. They might prove useful.*
Harold
*Seeing the ropes and gags, it was obvious what he would use it for. After finishing tying up the man, Kondor places him on the horse and begins to make his way on to  , where he intends to hand in the criminal and sell on the items he had found. As well as this, he looks the pouch of the dead man. They didn't look like they were personal possessions, and so they probably wouldn't be worth returning. Maybe donate some to an orphanage nearby? Such were the innocent thoughts of the* **Mostly** *Peaceful giant who was now heading over to the city.*