In the divine realm a man paces forwards and backwards.
"Hmmm this is not good, what will the others think when they find out. Will they decide to kill him out of spite since I broke the rules.
No I must hide him until he can deal with them, ....... I got it! Suppressing his divine attributes unless he's channeling divine power. Brilliant! But it will make his life difficult"
While the man was muttering to him self he slowly walks back to his throne and starts to look down to the mortal world.
"I must start the spell imeadiatly so he does not cause a stir when he's born."
As the man starts chanting in a mystical language far down below a giantess is giving birth.
"Push just a little bit more Skaudi, the baby is almost here" said the midwife.
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As she started to push a harsh cry could be heard.
"I'm sorry Skaudi, I'm so sorry, he's a runt you know the clan rules."
With tears in her eyes Skaudi says "let me see him please, and can you go get the chief so I can talk to him."
The midwife has her son to her and then immediately leaves the tent.
"Ohh my little Avar how the gods have cursed you I promise to give you the best chance at life but there is only so much I can do." Said Skaudi
"Skaudi, Themella tells me you wish to speak." Said a large giant as he enters the tent.
"Yes chief as you can see the child is small I know the rules of the clan. Please let me keep him for a couple of years so when I leave him he can survive on his own. You know how long I have tried for a child I though all hope was lost till he came."
As the chief looks sadly on the giantess he felt pity Skaudi was the clans seer. Blessed by the gods to help the clan survive. But at the cost of her fertility. Even so she tried for years for a child.
"Fine for your service to the clan these past years I give you 4 years to raise him but no more."