Role

Chapter 3

Skarrmak had always been a fierce warrior, feared by his enemies and respected by his
allies within the Grinning Skulls tribe. He had fought in countless battles, each one
more brutal and bloody than the last, and had emerged victorious every time. But he
knew that to truly prove his worth, he needed to join the Shigru faction, the most
revered warriors of the tribe who were known for their ability to take and dish out
pain.

For months, Skarrmak trained tirelessly, pushing his body to its limits and beyond. He
would often spend hours at a time enduring excruciating pain, all the while visualizing
himself as part of the Shigru. He knew that it was the only way to gain the attention of
Tremblefist, the shaman who anointed new members to the faction.

Finally, the day arrived when Skarrmak was called before Tremblefist. He approached the
shaman with a fierce determination, his muscles bulging with the effort of holding back
his rage.

Tremblefist looked at Skarrmak with his piercing blue eyes and nodded, recognizing the
warrior's strength and bravery. Without a word, he reached for a vial of sacred oil and
anointed Skarrmak with it.

As the oil dripped down his skin, Skarrmak felt an electric surge of energy flow through
his body. He let out a loud roar, signaling his acceptance into the Shigru faction. From
that moment on, he would be known as one of the most fearsome warriors of the Grinning Skulls,
feared and respected by all who knew him.

Skarrmak spent the rest of his days training and fighting with the Shigru, taking and dishing
out pain with equal ferocity. He had finally found his true calling, and he would do everything
in his power to honor the Shigru and Tremblefist, the shaman who had recognized his worth and
anointed him into the faction.