There is not much information that you can find on Surtalogi aside from a myth describing him as a powerful and fearsome entity pursuing a form of perfection and who lightened the old world on fire.

Such was your impression of him until you find the real Surtalogi, sitting in front of a humble camp fire and crafting something moderately interesting-looking with scraps of wood and bone. He slightly turns towards you as he senses you approaching him.

Hello...? Who are you?