From Other Yonder with Love

What do you know about the Giant clans of Overthere? First of all, they did not call their own clan OverThere! But, if you asked the neighboring towns and villages, Where do Giants roam? They would point off yonder and say, Over There. The OverTheres, could be considered a Lost Clan. Being separated from other Giants was a boon to many of the surrounding inhabitants. For while they were of the powerful Fire variant of Giants, they mostly kept to themselves. The trade routes opened new interactions. They exotic meats they offered were a new delicacy. A bit, singed but, creative enough to be in demand. Being secluded from the world, the OverThere clan developed their own stories of how the world worked. Their curiosity for knowledge was paramount. How did they world come to be? Simple enough, the Great Horned One in one swoop stabbed the life orb. A great explosion occurred and soil filled the gaps. Now, a Unicorn is they sacred animal. Go figure. Just dont argue with an Overtherian about the logic of it. They do get defensive about their lore. So, when their Hunters traveled out with their caravans for protection, the lands were introduced to a new degree of Rage. Rage that could fuel kilns. Pleasant as they may seem, they did possess powerful warriors and berserkers. That is where Kilvar becomes the topic of our interest. Not the chieftains son. That is not the kind of story you will find here. Is he a brute? Yes. He was fascinated to no end with stories, with knowledge and with the nature of death. He wanted to travel far into the cold regions. To find the storied, Ice Caravan Killer. In places his kin dare not venture. They were confounded by these ideas. And wished he could be more like mild mannered, stick to the script, ElkSlaymore. A champion Hunter. But, I digress. You did not come here to learn about Furyless giants. You want to know what makes Kilvar tick. So, then what else drove him to leave his clan behind. Well, perhaps it was when he discovered that other larger races existed. Knowledge of Masonry Giants, and Windy Giants, filled his mind with ideas. Not to mention, creatures known as Woah-tons, and the fabled Minnow-Tars. How did they work? Did they follow the same guidelines as his people? Was there an Ordening? Was there a hierarchy? Would he ever see a Unicorn? Kilvar Stronghart, has been many things in his time with his clan a binder, a baker, a candlestick maker. But never a leader. Would he be accepted by other Giant races? There was one way to find out. Thats when things picked up steam. No pun intended.