Thürs-hin-Braek

Thürs-hin-Braek was one of the eldest hill giants, and the first giant to reach The Frozen Wastes.

It is said that in his youth, Thürs-hin-Braek had a vision that the very land of The North itself was calling to him. Following this vision, he left his brothers and sisters in The Midlands, swimming across The Northern Seas in three days and three nights. Upon reaching the shore, he was assaulted by a horde of Wild Things, but he beat them back, and slew them by the hundreds as he went further inland. His trek took him through what is today called Carpathia, The Belt, and then at last to The Frozen Wastes. His vision called him further north however, and so further north he went. He sojourned through the emptiness of The Northlands for many winters, alone and without solace. Where he walked, no living things would grow, even Wild Things had no place there. With nothing but the harsh and bitter wind for company, he went mad, and became as one with the cold itself.

On his journey however, he had passed many mortals. Men and giants were allies in those days, and so when the mortals saw him slay the Wild Things, they rejoiced, and many soon came to follow in his footsteps. Men of all races travelled north, and it was they who became the Thür-kin of today. As Thürs-hin-Braek was driven mad, so were his followers, and over untold aeons their society changed into something savage and unthinking. Their offspring still make their homes deep in The Frozen Wastes, lost to the world as they are.