Inutchuk is large even for a Goliath, and took the news pretty hard when the Dwarves who raised him broke it to him that he was not actually a dwarf. They suggested that he leave the mines and stop bumping his head on the ceiling and learn about his people, the Giantkin. Inutchuk has kept a personality consistent with the Dwarfish way of living, and seeks to exalt himself in the eyes of his "new" people through bold action. Like Dwarfs, his solemn grudgebearing nature is prone to conversion to wild frenzy by way of alcohol... and he loves hammers. He is developing some very Giantish traits, like basing one's position in life on height and seeing how far he can throw large boulders... the larger, the better. He is also able to fall asleep nearly instantly when curled up with the blanket his dwarf-mom made for him. Seriously, don't make fun of the blanket. Or his mom.

Inutchuk, like most of the Giant-kin, is quite tall... and impressively wide in certain regions, too. He still has a bit of a natural stoop, and still hasn't gotten quite used to life outside of Dwarf-sized ceilings. His accent is a bit muddled, and at times lapses into the odd patois common among working-class Dwarf miners. Upon his right arm, the word "MUM" is prominently tattooed in Dwarf runes. Inutchuk still has a great affinity for Dwarfs, as he is more comfortable with them than he is any other sort of people. Only recently has he discovered the wonders of being a Goliath, and that being extremely tall brings with it a great amount of respect and authority. When people don't know what to do, who do they look at? The tall one, of course. The little mousy fellow who actually has a good plan just gets things thrown at him. He can go back to performing scientific studies proving how much handsomer and smarter Tall Persons are, if he knows what's good for him.