He walked across the stage silently, his axe slung over his shoulder, the wooden boards underneath his jagged leather boots creaking loudly. He was nothing short of a giant. His shoulders were broad, and even though his chest was clothed with black cloth, you knew he was toned. he carried that monstrous axe like it was nothing but a butter knife. He then bowed to the royal court, his eyes lingering a little longer on you before turning back to face the crowd as he was introduced to the town.