A large storm giant stands here. Seaweed drapes from his white
hair and beard. Clouds gather around his head and his black eyes
seem to dance with sparks as though lightning was gathering to
strike out from them. Snow flurries blow around his shoulders
leaving trails of frost decorating the white skin of his arms in a
intricate series of abstract patterns. Leaves of brown and
yellow skip around his waist, blown by gentle gusts of wind.
Water coats his white legs with multi-colored rainbows, although
it is difficult to determine if the water seeps from his skin, or
comes from the rain that seems to pelt his legs. His feet are
bare, but bits of leaves, grass and mud seem to cake them. Odors
abound around him, leaving the hint of the salty sea air to mix
with the sweet smell of decay. The scent of new budded trees
mingles with the aroma of freshly turned ground. All pleasant
smells that bring to mind the endless cycles of the storm and
the equally endless cycles of death and rebirth that mark all of
Nature.
Uller, a male storm giant, is in perfect health.

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<worn about waist> a loincloth made of raindrops
<wielded> a dagger made of a lightning bolt
<tattooed> a forked lightning bolt