Appearance

Physical Description

A tall, burly built fellow. He is broad across hist belly and have long stury legs. His hands are quite large for his arms, being able to easily hold around a smaller person's head.
Despite his being on the weaker side of Firbolgs, he can easily carry up to 163 kgs, and enjoys physical labour.

Body Features

Across his body he has a thin layer of fur that grows longer certain places, making him slightly fuzzy. In periods spent at the road these patches of fur quickly gather dirt and grime.

Facial Features

Broad set features. A long thick nose, and a small scar between his upper lip and nostrils. A dark red beard follows his jawline, all the way up to the ears. It is streaked with white, much like his hair.

Mentality

Personality

Motivation

Restoring a sense of identity after losing his family, and overcoming the fear of society that the loss instilled in him.
Seeks to uphold his clan honor, and follow the tenets that has guided his existence since he was a child. It has become difficult, honesty in an dishonest world feels like exposing himself.

Savvies & Ineptitudes

Struggles to understand society. There are too many new laws and ways of doing things. People are too short, some are shorter still. He misses home daily.

Virtues & Personality perks

He values individual competence, and refutes birthrights. Dismissive of social hierarchies.
Nature is neither good nor bad, but there are many creature's in Her fold that cannot defend themselves, and it is only right to stand by them.

Vices & Personality flaws

His anger, once awakened, is slow to settle.
Does keep most people at arm's length.
Dismisses many of society's virtues, judging in mostly for its vices.

Personality Quirks

When drunk he rants about all the friends he has made (animals).
Likes making people slightly uncomfortable, especially at the cost of his own social standing.

Hygiene

He smells like earth and wood, firesmoke and herbs. Its not perfume. He is covered in grime and dirt.

Social

Contacts & Relations

He has helped several animals on his journey across the land. While there are many that would help him in return, there are just as many that see him as just another person, untrustworthy.
Crone Umber, a green hag-troll that has protected her realm and its denizens for untold centuries. While at a relatively neutral term with the firbolgs of the forests, Borrin made an effort to appease her and offer her gifts from outside the woods. She has mentored him in the ways of the Spirit-Caller. Unknown to Borrin, she has been a protector of several Firbolg clans ever since the exodus from the Feywild, many, many centuries ago.

Honorary & Occupational Titles

Last of the Umberwood clan.
Farstrider.

Wealth & Financial state

Has little wealth, and although he lives well on his own, he squanders what he has once in towns.

Family Ties

The Umberwood clan. Deceased.

Religious Views

Guided between the tenets of the Firbolgs, and Crone Umber's teachings of nature, Borrin is a fierce protector of the weak and undertrod. While he follows no real religion, nor serves any particular divine, he has a strong set of morals.
Nature's Balance: understanding that nature is neither one thing or another, it simply is. Understanding that life blooms, and it withers. That the untold spirits of the world seek purpose, and that to guide them to rest is the holiest of duties. Understanding that nature can be cruel, and sometimes it is best to fight it.
The Firbolg Code:
Bravery, Effort, and Honor over birth.
The tribe's honor over yours.
The blood of the runt is the blood of a king.
Give a thousand for nothing.
Truth is the honor of the tribe.

Speech

Slow and steady, Borrin sometimes seem to hum his way through sentences. This carries through in all the langueages he speaks, from Giant to Sylvan. His accent is notoriously uncommon in Elvish.