"Bacchus?" Frost questioned with a frown; he'd been warned about this individual beforehand.
In the distance gradually making his way towards the War Ursa Battalion's frontlines with a powerful and unperturbed gait was a large tiger beastkin with an imposing physique.
"Hehehe my axe calls for blood." He said with unbridled bloodlust, his eyes scanning the horizon for delicious prey.
The monster stood almost 3 metres tall and had arms and legs the size of thick tree trunks. His body was covered in greyish white fur and was prominently exposed to the cold air Glacial mountains air. He wore minimal armour and proudly displayed his many battle scars that ran across his chest, arms and even back.
Garosh Bacchus a Major equivalent from the Jabrak Kingdom and a member of the three eyed tigerkin tribe, a tribe who sat directly below the ruling winter tigerkin and snow leopardkin tribes. A powerful individual representing an even more powerful faction.
