Role

Chapter 4

Immediately as they removed the blindfold, Skolgrar was put right to
work within a mine, deep within the confines of the underdark. He was
attempting to gather his bearings as he slowly picked up the pickaxe,
until he felt the sharp lashing of the whip of a duergar that was there
to keep watch over him and his kinsmen. Skolgrar worked many hard years
in this mine, planning his inevitable escape as he knew his strength
would prevail in the end. He even began to use the work he was forced into
as training as he began to dig using just his barehands, toughening them up
past the point where his skin felt like leather, instead they felt almost
like the rockhard stone itself, or iron even. After many years of enduring
the workload, he finally found himself able to break the shackles using just
his raw strength and his rock hard hands. As he knocked the guard out right
away, the sensation of being free just forced him to start running aimlessly
through the Underdark, what felt like weeks was in fact only days, however
the wear on the mines alone could be seen on this giant's face. He marched on
though, eventually to find his way out and to see the sun for the first time in
all too long. He sat atop a waterfall and began to contemplate the state of
Thera amongst its chaos that forced him into that Underdark. After a while
he thought thoughts of great grandeur, as he saw a premonition (or a
hallucination of sorts from food, water, sleep deprivation) of bringing all of
Thera under one Order, one standard, one set of laws, as an attempt to unite
everyone. With force and strength such as his, this hallucination almost felt
like reality to him, as he could taste it. He wasn't exactly sure what adventures
would lay before him, but he would take them in stride and knew in the end his
strength would prevail.