Glerr was born on the outskirts of Seringale to a loving family. He was
raised to be polite, and respectful. This seemed unusual to Glerr as he was
growing up, as all the other fire giant boys and girls were far from it.
His mother and father had often told him that it would benefit him greatly
to be smarter than the rest of his kind. To this end, Glerr had decided
early on to make a name for himself by joining a guildhall that few of his
kind had ever done well in. Another lesson his mother and especially his
father had imparted on the young Glerr was that the highest powers are to be
respected. Glerr had learned a bit about as many of the religions as he
could, and had decided that the order of Trickery would suit him best.
Through many, many, many hours of praying, Glerr believed, great power could
come to Serin through him.
You find yourself looking at a giant. Not the biggest giant in Serin by
means of height, but certainly a giant. This beast appears to be above
average height for his race, despite his generally hunched posture. You get
the impression that it is a male of the species, owing to the lack of
breasts and the masculinity of facial features. Said features are hard to
discern, being that his face appears very flat, but he does seem to have a
strong jawline. His overall structure seems quite bulky, almost as though
he would have far more strength than grace. Muscles bulge upon muscles,
some almost seeming to be unfit for proper function of the limbs they are
attached to. His complexion is quite dark, a reddish brown hue approximate
to stone fired bricks. He appears to carry no hair on his head, and his
face also lacks it. His armors and weaponry seem poorly tended. He does
not appear to have any visible scarring, but on his right forearm there is
what appears to be some sort of brand, perhaps worked in with a chisel.