The Revelation of Riches.

Born into a tribe of giants hidden behind Mount Saidian, he regularly witnessed the bringing back of slaves and treasures from raids on the winged people. Every young tribe member was expected to participate in sacking and looting of neighboring villages, and he was no exception. There was nothing particularly special setting him apart from others, except the greed in his eyes. He spent many nights counting the treasures he'd collected in the raids, and fantasized often as being a ruler of people, bent to his will and doing as he commanded. Happening upon a group of unusual colored and shaped strange beings during a raid, a harsh lesson in the shallowness of the scope of his fantasies was given to him. Everything about them seemed otherworldy, and yet even as they died, their determination, ability, and apparent wealth in armor and weapon quality, spoke of untold lands far away and more places to conquer. Throught this battle he did come away with a nasty wound to his chest, the constant nuring required over the next few days served only to remind him of those lizard-men and night-black elves who were such deadly and wealthy enemies. Stealing some necessary gear, he left the village silently, in search of his own glories.