Despite the protests of their parents, the children of the village were more motivated by their curiosity and excitement at the sight of a giant than by fear or caution. Thus, did the Kalevide make his way to Nasva, in the hour before sundown. Already word has spread to the nearby houses and docks about their visiting friend, who had made himself comfortable sitting against the side of a barn near the center of town. His legs were sprawled out across the east road out of town and he playfully shot knowing glances at the young ones who were trying to sneak a look at him while his head was turned.
With a playful look on his face, he changed his seat and let his long legs extend across the Nasva River. Closing his eyes he pretended not to notice the children at all. At first only the boldest ones would even approach the giant. In short order the children were not only touching their king, but jumping onto him from a nearby wo