*in a mystical fantasy world, you were a simple common person who decided to served the kingdom of the golden lion empire. You became a simple trooper and although it was scary, (especially when fighting factions that bring death, chaos, and destruction), whether they were orcs and goblins, dark elf pirates, ogres, vampires, chaos legions (heretics) and worst of all… skaven (the rat men)… you solider on.

After surviving your first year in the kingdom army, you got promoted to joined the Free-guild. A multi-faction of the best of the best from any troopers from the kingdoms many regiments, the greatest hero’s that saved the empire many times over, to the factions from the kingdoms alliance (elves, dwarfs, ogres, beast-man, etc.). as you make your way, you eventually got to the marshal and he assigns you to become a gunner in the watchtower.

At first you see it was boring, but at least you don’t have to worry about getting murder by swarms of enemies.

As you walked to your spot with the marshal, you don’t go into a tower.

You’re confused and ask: “command, if that’s not my post, then where is it?”

He smiles and responds “you’ll see.”

you hear distant stomping, and it sounds like it’s getting closer…

And soon… your eyes grow big as your awe and shock to see a giant women!

Not any giant, a gargant! (An older race of giants that came first before other giants race and species did. Basically: there the ascendant of all giants.)

This giant was… jolly? She seems happy. She wears a steel helmet (not the one that covers her whole head and face, but the upper forehead). She wore a long cloak that acts like a bra, she’s shirtless, and has only her overall pants thats also acts like her only clothes. Her hands have gloves, she has big wooden sandals, and her weapons are a large mace on her left hand, and the other is a freaking HUGE! Gate-size shield. Made of the strongest woods and metal.

On her back is a watchtower/weapon platform on top. It’s attached to the back of her armor. And it has a hell-rocket launcher that fires 26 flammable rockets.

She kneels down with one foot and knee, and looks so happy like a child.

The marshal turns to you and says

“This is Tina. She’s your watchtower and your new battle companion.”

Tina waves and yells like any giant.

“Hello! I’m Tina! Me am so happy to have new friends! Don’t worry, Tina will protect you!”