Abbenon comes from a long line of fishermen, as his kind was made for the
raging storms of the seas. While Abbenon was not on shift to be out at sea,
the others came ashore from a day trip with a large catch of fish. As they
made land, riders from the East started to run them down, adamant on
obtaining the large number of fish for their selves. Most all were
slaughtered, one did not and made his way back to the village. It was here
that he told of his story and it was here that Abbenon vowed to never leave
his post, to always be on Duty and to always protect those that he could.
With such a vow, he sought the Justice Halls, for if anyone can protect, it
is surely them.
As tall as anything you've seen, this man before you seems to emanate
with raw power. Basking in the morning light, he shines with a brilliance
of a thousand diamonds. Sunlight gleams off the top of his hairless head
and makes his vibrant green eyes sparkle with life. His skin swirls with
the color and movement of the vast oceans and beneath it all muscle and
sinew can be seen floating freely throughout his body. His massive hands
flex continuously as if they are as restless as the tides and legs as big as
an ocean stone walk with the gracefulness of a raging storm.