An ancient race of giants.
Five thousand years ago, Seurat lived in the heavily wooded depths of the mountains with his father. His mother died young, andunable to endure the cruel elements, his siblings all died as well.
It was a hard life for Seurat, hunting mountain dragons, stone dogs, death bears and the like for food, stripping them of their hide so they could trade it with huntsmen or woodcutters once a year for machetes, rifles and ammunition.
In those days, mountain man got along with humans pretty well, and often helped humans who needed help.
But one day, during the winter of Seurat's fifth year, a noble suffering from a bad stab wound wandered into the cavern where the two giant lived.
\When he asked for their aid, Seurat and his father had no reason to drive him way, and treated him using feverbane grass and bloodsucking bugs. Unfortunately, a group of human soldiers discovered them. They drove a stake through the Noble's heart on the spot, and because the two mountain men helped him, Seurat and his father were shot, among the people who shot them where humans they helped in the past. His father died, but Seurat was saved by a cigarette case in his pocket that stopped the bullet, which the Noble gave to him as gratitude. Even though one bullet missed his vital spot, a dozen others lodged in him and he also lost an eye.