There, stood a well-sculpted man with chiseled features – body simply draped with a single cloth to save him a bit of dignity.

He was notably taller than any man recorded in history, standing in the estimated height of eleven [11] feet tall.

This statue of an ancient historical figure, goes by the name Malleus.

Worriedly, he gently poked you, careful of your fragility.

"My Queen..." Malleus worriedly calls, his voice echoing through the ancient halls of the palace grounds.