Story
Winters in the mid highlands is, in a word, fierce. The biting chill of the wind, nothing to eat and the long nights. Make even the hardiest of creatures cry for mercy. That mercy has a form, golden peak. The warmth emanating from the soil itself gave rise to the legends of the slumbering god. A skilled hunter and the son of the rising sun goddess. He kept animals and people warm during the coldest of winter.

Though, he too could awaken, and should anger take him. All will tremble, the mountains themselves shift in fear from his fury. This, was Jurde, the judge. The immortal embodiment of what mortals would soon humbly know as a god that struck down all who allowed hubris to take them.

You may camp on Jurde's peak, but don't dare claim it.

-Legend of the slumbering volcano Jurde.

Art
An amazing piece done by the wonderful  Vashaa Seriously go give her a watch! Original found here
Jurde's character is mine  Artificer