Nootjaeg
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Appearance
You see Nootjaeg.
He appears to be a Tundra Giant of the Crackling Firn Clan.
He is of gigantic height. He appears to be long in the tooth. He has brooding icy blue eyes and dull white frost-covered skin. He has tangled, icy blue hair. He has a round and wide face, a sharply pointed nose and heavy ice-laden jowls. Frost and snow trails in his wake.
He is in good shape. Tendrils of icy blue vapor sinuously spiral around his right wrist.
He is holding a scintillating massive icy blue club in his right hand. He is wearing a spiked dull white breastplate covered with frost, a filthy hodgepodge of hides crudely stitched into a hole-ridden cloak, a crude bone-clasped snow leopard skin baldric, a torn tiger skin pouch clasped with a crossed pair of incisors, and some thick mammoth fur breeches. Nootjaeg strikes the head of his icy blue club anxiously against the floor and a churning, icy blue cloud of vapor forms around him, lingering near his feet before it rapidly dissipates.
Additional Information
Nootjaeg is the kind of giant who could make even the most serious negotiations feel like a tavern brawl gone awry—clumsy, boisterous, and oddly endearing. His towering frame and frostbitten appearance scream “imposing,” but spend five minutes with him, and it’s clear his priorities lie more in the realm of snacks than strategy. The last time he visited, he was mostly sidetracked by the sheer amount of snacks being handed to him.
He’s often seen trailing behind Vrigge, a massive fire giant, who does most of the talking while Nootjaeg nods solemnly. He’s partial to the smaller races’ food, considering it a novelty. Corn, fish, and booze hold a special place in his frosty heart, and his enthusiasm for these delicacies is the sort of thing that can disarm even the sternest of diplomats. It’s hard to keep a straight face when a massive Tundra Giant is ogling a bowl of fish stew like it’s the treasure of the tundra. It is not known where the Tundra Giants, one of the smaller variety of giants, fall in the hierarchy of giant clans or the depth's of Nootjaeg's wisdom that can be seen from time to time between his snack eating, for some reason he is the primary contact with Northwatch from the Tundra Giant clan.
Whether he’s an elder or an emissary, one thing’s for sure: he’s the giant you’d invite to a feast if you didn’t mind running out of food.