Six hexes northeast of Alakran.
We have met a few of these goats already but here is the motherlode. Broken free of pens and herds, the fabled giant goats of the Kanassatar ridgelands roam widely, in three herds of 11-30 individuals which respectively are mostly white, brown, and black in coloration.
The black ones are peaceful and will even let themselves be approached to be milked and shorn of their luxurious hair. The white ones are ornery and led by an insecure billy who at the slightest provocation will lead a charge. The brown ones, spotted and shy, are stalked by Murak, a dimwitted but not completely malevolent ogre who has appointed himself as their "goatherd" and feeds on milk and the occasional naturally-dead member of the herd. He wears a kilt, cape, and buskins made from brown spotted goatskin.
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