LYTHOLM

LYTHOLM
 
From a large family in the Dragon Teeth mountains Lytholm was the exception
out of the five children. While his four brothers were content to hunt and 
live in the mountains Lytholm felt a wanderlust experience by few of his kind. 
Travelling to Rheydin after coming of age he quickly was admitted into the 
guild of the Warriors. Being a giant he excelled here due to his size and 
strength. Displaying a common sense battle savy he quickly rose through the 
guild. He was known for his drive towards perfection in both his body and 
technique. As he became more powerful he was recruited into the ranks of the 
Warmasters. Here through hard work and perseverance he excelled through the 
ranks. While his skills with a blade quickly became unmatched he became to 
nurse a deep resentment of those who would use any tricks to call down 
destruction upon fellow warriors. From this resentment rose the fury that he
felt towards the Tower of Savant. In Lytholms mind the tower is a bastion of 
everything that is wrong with the world: corrupt priests and twisted magi all 
seeking to take a shortcut through some spoken words or misguided prayers. 
While Lytholm always strove for perfection in his training and physical statue 
above all else, the extermination of Savants near and far often became a 
personal test of his skills.
 
As the years progressed Lytholm continued to hunt down Savants attempting to 
beat back the tide of corruption. However, as while perfection seemed ever 
closer he was slowly losing the war against the Tower that he hated so much. 
Fellow Warmasters retired to far off lands to raise families or, worse, were 
killed by Savants. With the peddling of corruption, riches, women and other 
pleasures the Savants began to find more recruits. At the same time those 
interested in perfection became fewer. As the Savants began to outnumber the 
Warmasters, Lytholm recognized that fighting the Savants would not be enough 
to save the Warmasters. Seeking to become more than what he had become Lytholm 
traveled to the Cloud City seeking the presence of the Immortals. Seeking to 
become Immortal so that he could continue to build the ranks of Warmaster long 
after a mortal would have perished, Lytholm cried out to the Heavens to grant 
him a chance to fulfill his wish At this time three Savants came seeking to 
end the last of the resistance from the Warmasters by slaying Lytholm. 
Outnumbered and enraged by his apparent failure Lytholm fell on the Savants 
with a fury that he had never experienced before.
 
Through perfection of technique and rage at the failing numbers of the 
Warmaster, Lytholm reached a state few warriors even find. As he moved through 
his battle with the savants time seemed to stand still. The sky darkened and 
lightning fell striking at the Cloud City. Engaged in combat Lytholm never saw 
the bolt of lightning that fell encasing the four combatants. As the Savants 
reeled from the shock Lytholm pressed his advantage One after the other the 
Savants fell before the fire giant. As the last Savant fell one last bolt of 
lightning fell from the heavens striking Lytholm and searing his flesh. 
Contained in this bolt was the Spirit of Combat and through the heat and pain 
Lytholm felt it bind within himself granting him Immortality.
 
Travelling back to the Halls of Warmaster a changed giant, Lytholm now leads 
their ranks. It is said he is always on the lookout for fresh recruits ready 
to take up the challenge of finding perfection and the battle against the 
corruption of Savant
 
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