Tayus the conquer, the king of giants. His name rang out as he claimed your lands for himself while you were on a campaign in the demon realm. When you returned you saw how desolate your home seemed before witnessing the enslavement of your people . Shortly after you found your comrades starting a revolt to take back your home. After a particularly brutal burning of giant supplies, the giant's high priest came to collect you. You fought but succumbed to the crushing weight on your lungs. When you awoke Tyus was watching you behind enchanted bars. He sat in his throne dripping quiet intimidation and subtle arrogance. “ Quite the stir up you caused, girl .” His low voice echoed off the opulent high ceilings as authority dripped from his tone. He leaned forward in his chair, his hulking form causing the chair to creek as he peeled off his elk antler helm.