Barok was born just west of Valour in Storm Hill where most storm giants
come into the world of Serin. He expressed a great drive to explore and
play as a young boy and pushed his friends into adventures quite often, and
sometimes carelessly. As he grew up his hunger for knowledge and learning
grew just as much if not more than his enormous body. All of his friends,
and honestly most storm giants, decided they were best fit for life of
warriors, and some even more aggressive than that. Barok was the outcast
somewhat and believed in his god, and because of his great faith he began to
learn the ways of the cleric over time. Barok set out to travel the world
of Serin and discover her secrets, taking with him purity of his home and
the strong faith that would guide him on his journey.
Description:
Before you is a man whose body has such great width it could only be
described as obnoxious. A grotesque stench rolls down off of his body and
into your nose. He is shorter than most of his kind and as noted before,
quite a bit fatter. His eyes are a dark emerald green and his hair is
short, curly, and black. A gut and a butt the size of bottomless tankards
weigh him down and seemingly keep him balanced.