I once came eyes to eye with a cold-hearted, frozen-eared Cyclops! Gather 'round the fire for this spine-chilling tale!
I played a lovely little melody at Vorgoth's court, melting his heart to ruby red strawberry wine! The feast's main entertainer, however was a "tamed" Cyclops! It was chained and made to dance with fresh coals from the same open fire roasting our swine belly and hazelnut brittle!
"Poor thing" I thought, head spinning with wine. As everyone slept, I gathered my newfound valor and crept into the Beastmaster's quarters, lockpick in hand. When I freed the giant, it gazed at my fair visage with a look that screamed "'I've got my eye on you!'" afore blowing a hole through the dungeon wall!