Standing in front of you is an massive monster of a giant. His skin is the dark grey normally reserved only for rolling thunderclouds and his shoulders are covered in dark green patches of moss. His smile is as passive as that of a temple statue, like a lone sentinel against an approaching horde. His eyes might have shown with a luster of polished granite, now faded by the sands of time. The only remarkable feature is the large scar that can be seen between gaps in his armor. It runs from hip to shoulder.