Grim they call me. Here in the city it is disbelief, In the temple it was because they didn't want to remember how close I was. I made them uneasy. Some were unhappy I was there at all. Goliath's were not well respected in the temple. Not built for the priesthood.I was chosen by the older cleric to study the old ways. To learn the things priests no longer wished to know.
I was consumed by the Raven Queen. Transformed to her will as a vessel.
The Raven Queen has endowed me with her power. I am a reliquary of her might. A channel for her wrath.
I am a holy warrior.
The mortal hand of divine wrath, come down from the mountains at her bidding. I fell her enemies as the wheat at harvest. None may stand in her presence, and many will prostrate in mine.
I am here to welcome the chaf to its rightful place.
This city is dying.
I am Death
