I deeply appologize for the late comic pages x3 The latest one prooved to be a difficult one.
Any way!

Behold the 24:th decuria, Amberfist!

Megor, The Giant.
Any foe who approaches Megor can feel how their spine turns into porriage. He towers above them, wielding a sword far to long and broad for any other soldier to use efectively and a shield so heavvy that his advancement plowes through the enemy like a wild horsecarriage.

But when he's back in camp, back with his close friends in the Amberfist, he's the one that hums quielty on a nice little song, or prepaires the food in the camp's cauldron. You see, he's become an expert in his cooking arts and has volunteered to work part-time in the facillities huge kitchen.

For Megor, it's easy to smile and laugh. And when it comes to fight, he fight to the death for his friends and his dutie.