Eventually, summoned by the Mages of Chaos, an enormous storm blew across the oceans and rivers where the giants slept. Holding a fury which the realm had never seen, the storm shook to life the cold and inanimate giants. Taking the storm as both a gift of life, as well as a sign of anger, they sought out its depths with penitence in their hearts. Hundreds of storm giants died to the strikes of lightning and harsh winds during the months of The Great Storms, my family managed to survive this storm. After the Great Storms passed we were searching for new home traveling over ragged landscapes and shattered mountains. During search for new home we got attacked by bandits who were lead By Dark-Knight, My mother sacrficed her life so me and my father could flee and live. On that day when I heard my mothers deathcry thundering the scy yelling Son run so you could avenge me in future, I love you!. Later at evening I swore on my mothers soul I shall find those bandits and avenge her death. My father grand berserker who got injured during the flee from bandits tough me as much as he could teach me about ways of bersrker, how to handle weapons and my temper. Years passed in training when my father gave me last task to complete my training. You must join the Knights of Thera, when you do join them and you will be announced as a Knight you will make me proud father. My fathers last words were "Controll youre temper" when he send me to my travels.
Description:
Before you is a hulking, tanned half-giant, his skin a dusty cyan in color. His face is shadowed by a low, bony brow with bushy eyebrows. A single ponytail of matted hair hangs DOWN the middle of his back, roughly around his waist. Interwoven in it are bright strips of red cloth, the very end tied with a reddish leather cord. His face is wide and flat, aside from his low brow and fat, flabby lips. A large ring of obsidian pierces the loose skin between his nostrils, hanging centered beneath his broad, flat nose. Physically, he appears in fine form, his arms and legs well muscled and a chest as broad as most humans are tall. His forearms and hands appear marked with scars, and a deep, jagged gouge runs the length of the outside of his left arm, reaching from elbow to wrist.
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