As the young Barbarian wandered through the dense forest, lost in thought, he stumbled upon an intriguing sight: a shadowy figure crouching amidst the foliage, deftly rummaging through a traveler's pack. Recognizing the thief's ill intent, the Barbarian stepped forward, his voice slightly scratchy and wavering.

"Grrrnn.." he growled, cowardly stood behind the thief.

He knew he wasn’t the brawniest of his kind, but he tried.