Skarn the Tidebound
From the depths of myth and ocean, the Ancient Cyclop rises, one-eyed and colossal, clad in a rusted vintage diving mask that whispers tales of sunken empires. With a massive anchor slung over his shoulder and a tangled fishing net dragging behind, he moves like a storm beneath the waves. A relic of forgotten seas, he is both guardian and hunter, feared by sailors and worshipped by those who remember the old ways.