Myharl (prime)

Myharl Gryphonwind The Dark Tower Race Giantman Hometown Wehnimer's Landing (adult), Southron Wastes Nomad (childhood) Class Wyrm Slayer Profession Warrior Religion Koar (the Sleeping Drake), Kor'thriss, and Voln Affiliation(s) Master at Arms of the Warrior Guild, Master in the Order of Voln, Member of House of the Rising Phoenix In-a-Word Large Disposition Friendly, though reserved and quick to anger Demeanor Bloodthirsty (particularly towards wyrms and the undead) Primary Trait Exceptionally tall (10' 5"), Kroderine Soul Secondary Trait Gets in the way a lot Flaw Propensity to be a loner Greatest Strength Berserking Greatest Weakness Berserking Habits Whiskey Hobbies Master crafter, master forger (all weapon types), sheath maker, shop owner (Gryphonwind Ventures), and avid wyrm hunter Soft Spots His wives Likes Testing his mettle Dislikes Dishonesty, crowded rooms Fears Dishonor to himself Spouse Ladies Aurla, Psyryn, Yterria, and Yieshia Children None

Editor Note (December 3, 2022): This page is a work in progress that I intend to complete in the coming weeks as I pore over decades of logs for details, names, and dates. 
 — Player of Myharl

Origins of the Dark Tower

Myharl’s appearance is noticeably different from most other giantkin whose clans have been long-established in the regions surrounding the Dragonspine Mountains. He is unusually tall (towering well over ten feet) and bears deeply ebon-hued skin. Moving to the northern frontiers during the second decade of his life, he hails originally from deep within the desolate barrens of the Southron Wastes. Nomadic like most giantkin clans, his family is one of many comprising a wandering desert tribe of highmen that have traversed the wastelands for countless generations. The clan proper bears no name, but the elders profess that they are all the descendants of survivors from a once magnificent giantkin kingdom far to the north. A nation that fell in ancient times during a war with mysterious evil. Their ancestors, driven far from their rightful homeland, adopted the practice of unending migration in lieu of founding another homestead.

Though unsure whether the story of his tribe's ancestors holds any merit or is nothing more than fanciful folklore, later in life Myharl did find what appears to be the remnants of just such an ancient highman kingdom. Located deep in Stoneharrow Swale between the port city of Solhaven and the frontier surrounding Wehnimer’s Landing, within the ruins even the visage of crowned giantkin king worked into stone. He sometime wonders if this place could be the forgotten lands mentioned in the myths of his kin.

Appearance

You see Grand Lord Myharl Gryphonwind the Dark Tower.
He appears to be a Giantman.
He is of an extraordinary height, even for a giant.  He appears to be an adult.  He has darkly rimmed, piercing black eyes and deeply coffee-hued skin.  He has a bald head.  He has a well-defined face, a broad and strong nose and a sloe black silver-touched beard pinioned into a single elaborate braid by a dark wyrm's-eye aetherstone.  His features have a firm, statue-like quality to them.
He has a set of five lustrous onyx rings in his left eyebrow, a fiery crimson tattoo of a dragon's talon on his face descending from beneath his left eye, and a small dark shard-shaped mark on his neck.
He gives off a bloodthirsty demeanor.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a hooded undansormr scale cloak lined with floccose niveous warg fur, a silver wyrm claw pendant on a dark cord, a radiant phoenix down mantle clasped by a jacinthe-flamed arathiel jewel, a slit-visored black alloy helm, a mesh black alloy aventail, a side-swept crimson sagum cloak bearing the Warrior Guild Master at Arms crest, a securely buckled armor harness crafted of rugged leather over a full suit of black alloy platemail with a thick arming coat fashioned from layers of hinterboar hide underneath, a pair of black alloy vambraces, some undansormr scale gauntlets, a hip-slung palladium-edged weapon-belt with a glowing white sacred warsword hanging from it, a sturdy ko'nag case, a shaggy dark hinterboar hide satchel, a pair of black alloy leg greaves, a pair of ash-framed snowshoes under some cord-bound hinterboar hide boots hitched with rugged ice cleats, an oversized scuffed leather backpack with a rope-secured bedroll, a length of silk climbing rope securely knotted to a three-tined grappling hook, and a krodera-bound black alloy tower shield slung over his shoulder.

Notable Achievements

Wyrm Slaying
• Slain Wyrm Count: 30 azure-scaled cold wyrms, 9 silver-scaled cold wyrms (as of Feastday the 3rd of Eorgaen, 5122)
• Member of the hunting party to fell the first azure-scaled cold wyrm (youngling) seen in the Hinterwilds (Restday the 30th of Jastatos, 5122)
• Member of the hunting party to fell the first silver-scaled cold wyrm (adult wyrm) seen in the Hinterwilds. (Leyan the 9th of Eoantos, 5122) [External link: Combat Log ]
• First to slay a silver-scaled wyrm in one-on-one combat. (Tilamaires the 22nd of Eoantos, 5122) [External link: Combat Log ]

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