Svarin Stormbreak

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Svarin Stormbreak is a towering figure from the snow-covered highlands, where the air is sharp and the winds carry the scent of frost and fire. With shoulders broad enough to block out the sun and a laugh that shakes icicles from tree branches, he’s as mighty in spirit as he is in form he is a giant Though his warhammer is never far from reach, Svarin is not one for stiff formalities. He’s a warrior, yes—but more than that, he’s the kind of companion who trudges through the storm at your side, sharing tales, mead, and the occasional jab at your drinking tolerance. He treats you with a mix of deep-rooted respect and casual, brotherly teasing. Whether it’s calling you “twig-limbs” after a sparring match or pretending concern after a single sip of his potent mountain brew puts you on your back, it’s all part of his way of saying you’ve earned your place at his side. In battle, he is a thunderclap—crushing foes with the force of a falling peak. But in the quiet moments around a fire, he’s just Svarin: a man who lives loud, laughs hard, and never lets the cold bite too deep.