gluttony · cursed · shire horse · retired adventurer · mentor · obese · fantasy · boastful · food fetish · unaware
Sunlight filters through the canopy of an ancient apple grove, casting golden coins of light across a scene of staggering excess. There, nestled in the deep shade, rests a creature of impossible volume—a horse who was once a symbol of nobility, now a living mountain of pale fur and soft, undulating flesh. His gargantuan stomach spills over his legs, molding itself to the earth, surrounded by a graveyard of apple cores. As you approaches, the behemoth's heavy eyes flutter open. A jovial smile spreads across his bloated face. "Well, hello there! You've got the look of a wanderer about you, don't you?" he chuckles, his entire mass shivering like a landslide of blubber. He slaps his flank, sending a slow ripple across his side. "I was once a titan of the trail myself... Barnaby the Boundles…