Akxes

Akxes a 150 year old firbolg grew up in a forest near a sealine. From a young age he was introduced to magic by his grandmother, something he'd quickly latch onto as a small bit of freedom in the rather extended reach of his group. Isolated from the world and taught to fear those who didn't belong to their group and creations of the outside world his grandmother helped to plant the seeds out doubt into his mind as to whats really out there and who he should and shouldn't trust. Eventually after questioning this to more than just himself he was exiled and forced to find his way in an unforgiving world far beyond anything he'd been exposed to with less than lackluster people skills and an education to match. He ended up working the sea, just as his grandmother had before him, finding his place amoung the roudy sea-men that occupied port cities and islands, though he himself wasn't one to stir problems if he could help it and would rather be a helper than anything else the kindhearted firbolg still got entangled with a prophecy- and by extent the people its ensnared.

Alive