First 3 votes decide race
next 3 decide location (Hardmode locations only. Write-ins allowed--provide pros and cons)
>>871373
Giants
City Ruins
>>871373
>Merfolk
>Frozen Wastes
>>871373
Formian
City ruins.
Will wait another ten minutes for any more suggestions or anyone supporting. Then I'll roll
>>871373
goblins
frozen wastes
arctic gobbos guys, we can ride orcas and polar bears
Rolled 1 (1d4)
Lets see
Rolled 49 (1d50)
City Roaming Giants it is!
You remind yourself of the stories father always used to tell you. The stories of how Giants came to be, once giants were mightier than even the mountains and ruled as gods over man and mer and beast.
One day a powerful wizard rose against the giants with a magic so powerful he was able to turn them to stone with a spell, you remember being one of these Giants turned to stone. A massive chunk of earth was dropped on top of you and your brothers in a massive uprising, you and your brothers were turned to statues and forced to watch as your cities crumbled, and other races rebuilt. The Elves claiming sole responsibility for having ended the Giant's reign on the land decided to relive their glory everyday by making you statues and building their cities around you. But now you've waken up, something is different you feel power, strength, the once great city is now a ruins and you and your 3 brothers fall forward as the massive stone that burdened you hits the ground. You shrug off the shell of stone from your solid muscles and rise to see the rest of your Clan struggling to stand.
They need a leader with father having fallen in the battle, it'll have to be you.
Trollibar the Triumphant was your father but you can't live off his legacy now, times have changed.
You are...
>Name Select
>>871790
Drezrusthe Admirer
>>871790
Kelrym the Colossal
Rolled 2 (1d2)
Breeding: Struggle
Melee: Specialists
Ranged: Average
Magic: Average
Technology: Average
Diplomacy: Struggle
Population: 50
Morale: Low
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You rise and fill your massive lungs with air before letting loose a primal scream of rage.
The other Giants raise their heads and look to you. You rise and shed the rest of the thin stone shell from your body with only thick marble rings around your wrists remain. You raise your fists and scream..
>Write in for a good speech to get the Giants to follow you.
Brothers! Finally we have been freed from the stone to return to our glorious place. We will get revenge for being trapped in stone and all those who call us enemies will tremble before our might.
Not great at speeches, if no one else has anything go with something like that.
>>872178
This but add.
"First let us leave here and rebuild
Gather everyone so we can assign tasks."
Then scavange what usefully things we may find.
Mainly food, supplies, cloth and books.
>>871947
"Our prison is cracked and a new world awaits us. The Air greets us! Take it in brothers and sisters! Rise with me and together we will make our own destiny! The gods see it timely that we should awaken; and Awaken we shall! Onward brothers and sisters!
Look to your brothers and attempt to remember their deeds (assess their strengths and weaknesses)
Hello, jumping in!
"Massive brothers, we are alive again. Lets crush those little sticks and claim what once was ours!
Follow me!
"pulls dick out and yells "HIAAAAJJJJJJ" (viking mode ofc)