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Full Name

Mwalaiuliopalangalawinusawi (Thunder across the plains came rolling)

Race

Male Humanan (Mwangi) Reedeemer 1 | 20 HP| 18 AC | F/R/W 7/5/6 | Perc +4 | Init +6

Gender

Male

Size

6' 7" 280 lbs

Age

24

Alignment

NG

Homepage URL

https://pathbuilder2e.com/launch.html?build=601804

About Thunder Rolling

Character Sheet

Background:
Mwalaiuliopalangalawinusawi is a native of the Mwangi forests. His clan lives on the edge of the forests and plains of the Mwangi expanse. In the traditions of his people, his name is a poem in the language of the Bekyar, one evoking the passions his father felt for his mother when he was conceived. In the language of the highlanders, the common tongue, his name translates roughly to "Thunder from the plains came rolling".

At the age of 15, Mwalaiuliopalangalawinusawi was of startling height, topping even that of the tribe's shaman. His size and strength made him the object of both envy and spite in the village, especially from his mother's-sister's-husband's family. This, ultimately was the cause of Mwalaiuliopalangalawinusawi's banishment from the Mwangi reaches. The cousins set him up as a rapist, and the "victim" Pwalimushalinasaengui was forced to play her part by her bothers. Her only act of defiance was to refuse the typical punishment - castration by Barjenshi root extract - and plead for banishment instead.

And so it was that Mwalaiuliopalangalawinusawi was cast out of his clan, with the crescent-shaped brand marking an outcast, making him free game for any other Bekyar tribe to prey upon without threat of retribution. They came for him on the third night. A man's strength is no use when he is asleep, and strong muscles are no match for a large rock upside the head. That is how Mwalaiuliopalangalawinusawi earned the first horizontal slash on his forehead of the Mwafi - the slave brand.

Many years passed, and many owners as well. The boy earned a man's hard nature quickly, and his size marked him for the hardest labors. As he passed from hand to hand, he also traveled ever northward, away from the warm mists and verdant jungles of his homeland. At age 17 he earned the "blood brand" - a jagged lightning bolt identifying a violent slave - when he beat one slave to death for the very charge he was banished for.

In the hands of the highlanders, Mwalaiuliopalangalawinusawi gained fighting skills, as who among the highlanders can avoid watching slaves fight to the death for their amusement. But, he lost the only thing he carried from his homeland. Foolish highlanders too clumsy with their mouths to say even simple words of the Bekya language had no chance of pronouncing his poem-herald. Instead, they translated to their language, and then, as if to piss in his gruel, shortened it to "Thunder Rolling", or simply "Thunder".

Eventually, fighting in the Slave pits of Taldor, Thunder Rolling earned his freedom on a series of terrible bouts. His fights brought such profits to his owner that the man cared little that his slave was ripped half to shreds by a tusker's horns. Cast off, Thunder Rolling fought against all odds to recover, and recover he did. He left Taldor as a free slave, abandoned by his owner and carrying four blood brands upon his forehead.

He found work as he could get it: bouncer for a seedy tavern, caravan guard, even the personal bodyguard of some merchants, but always he felt the need to move on. He could not return to the south, to the lands of his people. Not with the brands on his forehead. But maybe, just maybe he could eke out a life worth living among the highlanders. If only they weren't so stupid...

Description:
Rolling Thunder is huge, a beast of a man six and a half feet tall, bulging with muscles and sinew. His dark brown, nearly black, skin is crisscrossed with scars from various beatings and fights. His head is bald, showing clearly the slave brands on his forehead. He understands common well enough, but his inability to speak it clearly leads to the misapprehension that he is stupid. In fact, his eyes see clearer than most, with an insight born of desperation.