Appearance

Physical Description

Powerfully built, even for a goliath.

Special abilities

Try nanomachines, son.

Mentality

Personal history

Born into a tribe of goliaths inhabiting a streak of inhospitable mountain ranges, Stefn is no stranger to adversity. On those foreboding peaks, high above the clouds, only one thing distinguishes you from crumbling bones encased in ice. The will to live. Endurance. Power. In one word, strength. There is no choice. Only action. Get busy living or get busy dying.
 
Beset by strange visions from an early age, Stefn was different to others of his tribe. Not enough for them to ostracise him, but sufficiently so for higher ideals to form, separate from the grueling grind of daily survival that bound most goliaths.
 
These visions consisted of strange events in a peculiar world, with concepts and people that were utterly alien. Seen through the eyes of someone who he reasoned to be his past life, the visions shaped his very being and carved his future path, instilling within him a drive to pursue something with more meaning than everyday survival.
 
During the proving ritual of his tribe, having to crawl through a tunnel of unimaginable horrors, the spectres of the alien world condensed into one singularity, dazzling the young goliath with its virtuous splendour, spurring a fervour to find the land named "America", where the law changes to suit the individual, not the other way around. Ruled by strength, not committee. A world of absolute freedom.
 
Stefn spent years rising to the top of the political structure of his tribe, but having wrenched the position of chief from its previous holder, he appointed the next strongest to rule in his absence and vanished. Theories abound after the fact. Political sabotage? Hidden weakness? A coup?
 
Yet none so much as resemble the real reason for his disappearance. Somewhere out there, a hulking goliath walks alone, on a mission to find America, fueled by the concept of his promised land. And if it doesn't exist? Well son, some dreams were meant to be made, not chased.

Education

Otherwordly visions. Making shit up. Source: it came to me in a dream.

Employment

That'll be chief Powerlimb to you

Accomplishments & Achievements

Almost went pro in goatball, had he not joined the navy

Morality & Philosophy

Every man should be able to fight and die for WHAT HE BELIEVES IN DAMMIT. NOT FOR MONEY, NOT FOR OIL.

Known Languages

Common, giant and draconic.

Personality

Social

Birthplace

Texas (where's that???)

Current Residence

Somewhere between nowhere and here