A Thin Thread of Mercy

The man in question was the very embodiment of an Underworld Barbarian—if one focused solely on raw, primal savagery. Standing close to ten feet tall, with the build of a wardrobe, biceps as thick as an overweight man's thighs, yet possessing the lean and wiry physique of a feral cat. He was built for violence, and everything about him screamed that he relished it.

Like many other barbarians, he shared the same tribal culture, viewing war and plunder as part and parcel of daily life. The Wargod Raiders he commanded were originally a ragtag band of belligerent bandits preying on weaker tribes. With the rise of the Soulmancer King and the onset of war, he'd found the perfect gig—allowing him to continue excelling at what he did best, all while being hailed as a hero for it.