Role

Chapter 1

His first memory was looking into what would be best roleribed as
the 'face' of a Treant. Left abandoned as an infant in the the
dense forest west of Tir-Talath, his life was salvaged when a
group of Treants awoke from their long slumber and found him
crying in their midst. From that point, he was cared for by the
Treefolk, sustained by the fruit of their own bodies, and taught
the ways of the Treants.

Being smarter than most Treants, he learnt Treefolk speech
relatively easily, for even though they are long lived, they have
rarely interacted with the the outside world and do not have a
large vocabulary. However, because of their eternity, their speech
is also slow, mimicking their speed in just about every aspect. A
simple hello would be
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrroooooooooooo
uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
rrrrrrr.' And most think giants are slow.

The Treants, as beings of Nature, had strong affiliations to the
deities of Nature, and wanted to train him in the ways of
druidism. However, he did not enjoy the rituals and prayers much,
and often wandered off halfway in search what other things that
interested him. The one thing he found extremely exciting was
playing with snakes, because in contrast to the slow Treefolk,
serpents were quick and deft, and he found himself mimicking their
movement and actions subconsciously. He became a good hunter,
having developed patience from living as a Treant, yet being able
to swiftly strike when needed, like a serpent on the hunt. He
learned to use fallen branches of the Treants as tools to aid in
his hunt, becoming proficient at clubbing of all forms, yet
maintaining his speed and agility.