Intelligent Species
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April 8, 2011, 5:15 pm

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The hot sun was murder to my pale skin. I didn’t realize how harsh it would be, after all I read about the harshness of the burning sands who would have known that the tombs would be an understatement? I left my Lemiean guids yesterday, they refused to travel where I required to go. They are fearful of the Surtur, and frankly if what they tell me is true, I do not blame them. We will see.

-Aergais, Sage, Traveler, Historian

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The surtur are the closest to the original mentality of the giant race. They are red skinned and fair haired, the sun nearly bleaching their hair white. They usually have their hair cut shoulder length but keep their head covered in cloth wraps to keep their face and head cool form the desert heat. They have very poor daytime vision. They prefer to travel at night, but they hunt only during the day when their prey is most active. At night they can see up to 40’ in near total darkness.

They have stayed on in their forsaken home as penance for their ancestors faults. They travel the desert in nomadic tribal families in search of Ammath, their mothers’ ancestral home. The ruins of Ammath lay somewhere in the sands of the Etolin Desert and the surtur are bent on finding it to unlock their history and their future. It is said among their tribal shamans that should they find Ammath, the cousins shall unite once again into one family and take back what was rightfully theirs. When that happens, the Onnikkuka shall begin and the giant races will again be the Kadinhool and will walk the land and cleanse it and reclaim it as their own.

Of the giant races, the surtur are the most malicious. Not in a sense of enjoyment, but they are strict and brutally structured. They see the world as having been taken from them, stolen from the gods they once worshiped. The dark veil has been lifted from their eyes and they see the truth for what it was and what it should be. They follow the calling of Sceleris and her infinite wisdom, knowing that she speaks the truth of the past that their ancestors were split apart so that the infidel races could walk in their place could rule the land in their stead.

In their society, the strong rule and survive. They have no time to wait for the weak or carry them on their shoulders. The life expectancy of the surtur is a heartbeat compared to that of their kin. They can live to be about a hundred years old but on average they live to about sixty years. This is because of their harsh lifestyle. They will hunt the sandstalker in threes and fours, but if a surtur wants to make a name for themself, they hunt one alone. Usually if a warrior can hunt and kill a sandstalker alone they can challenge the ruler of their tribe for status. This fight for leadership is to the death.

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They average at be about fifteen feet tall and are an imposing site to see even when relaxing. They do not like outsiders, but respect fortitude and resilience. While they do not like the Lemieans personally, they silently give them honor for their ability to survive in the harsh desert were others would fail and leave. They will not open trade with them, and instead sweep in to raid their villages and caravans, but they do respect them for survivors.

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Voted Murometz
May 3, 2006, 17:58
Very Nice! I always had a soft spot for fire giants, and for desert races for that matter. I could have used a few more details on their daily existence, and some interwoven facts about the particular desert they call home, but all in all well done!
May 4, 2006, 9:18
Ill add some more information soon. I was thinking on the way home about rituals to add.
Voted Cheka Man
May 3, 2006, 19:35
I like these fire giants too, and their reason for living in the desert.
Voted Scrasamax
May 4, 2006, 8:32
Fire Giants with a reason for being fire giants. The names have been throwing me since they are Norse, but I am enjoying these giants!
Voted Iain
May 4, 2006, 12:23
My favourite of the three giant races: grim, sinister beings stalking the desert. Does their honouring of the Lemeians show itself in any way? I remember reading somewhere of a race (can't remember if it was real or fictional) who showed respect for their bravest enemies by subjecting them to the most brutal tortures before killing them - they believed that by doing so they were allowing that person to truly show their courage and would gain honour/riches in the afterlife. I could image the Surtur doing this.
Voted valadaar
October 28, 2016, 11:33
Good cultural details, but the word Giant could have been left out - very little seems specific to them being giants. It could very well be a human tribe.

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