A behemoth of a giant lumbers past you. He moves slowly in a hunched position, wrapped in cloth and appearing to be in pain. His aches bellow out onto world, rattling all existence in close distance. This man appears to be a burn victim with smoking skin that seems to still be on fire. Bloodied fists weighed down by a set of linkless steel cuffs would lead one to believe him to once be a slave. With what little scorched hair is left, his brandings forever mark a scabbed scalp. Deep sorrow is locked into a pair of blood-shot eyes holding a look of madness. A contorted nose appearing to have been broken many times sit awkwardly center of a stern face. Blackened dried blood can be seen between the cracks of bulbous lips. Burnt patches on his wrapped cloth reveal rippling muscle with buldging veins filled of magma.