Height- 6 feet 1 inch

Weight- Approx. 1,500 lbs.

Species- Golioum

VoiceMan: In the land of Skyrim, there exist many deadly creatures, like Trolls, Giants, and Dragons. But they pale in comparison to the Golioums, a race of humanoid beings whose flesh and bone are rock and stone. One of their greatest warriors is...Tonash.

Phil: Centuries ago, Tonash, as well as their chief Rettahs and other Golioums, were all held in a museum with the tightest security around. For 300 years, they sat there, trapped like Skeevers in a cage.

VoiceMan: Trapped, until a little boy snuck in during closing hours and released every single one of the captives. Nobody knew who that boy was, but the Golioums were more than certainly thankful for him. They didn't question, they just rolled with it. Eh? Cuz rock and roll?

Phil: To cherish their new-found freedom, they scattered all throughout Tamriel, with Tonash, Rettahs, and some others resting in Skyrim, settling in their new home, Rock Shard Village.

VoiceMan: But then the Chief's benevolent brother, Mountus, decided to rage war with Ash Spawns against the Golioums. In fear of Tonash being a victim of the war, Rettahs sent her to rest in the core of a volcano for 500 years. That was when she had awoken to the victorious banishment of Mountus to Oblivion, leading to a very long festival that lasted until the current era.

Phil: And through years of hunting, she had developed new ways to eliminate her targets.

VoiceMan: Having boulders for meals strengthened her teeth as they're strong enough to chomp through even Dragon Bone. However, her teeth aren't the strongest around.

Phil: Oh, and since gems are delicacies to Golioums, I wonder what would happen if Tonash watched Steven Universe...That aside, her belly is a blazing furnace, just waiting to belch out a gigantic meteor if it's punched.

VoiceMan: But although Tonash carries little to no weapons, she prefers to use her own body to crush, bash, and smash her foes, as her body is a weapon in and out of itself. She weighs approximately 1,500 lbs and can carry over 48,000 tons, so good luck tryin' to stop her!

Phil: Despite never being without access to ammo, she doesn't need a shield to protect herself.

VoiceMan: Tonash's strength and durability are off the charts! She's strong enough to withstand a firestorm, several warhammers at once, and a Dragon attempting to bite its way through her body.

Phi: Her skin is almost impenetrable. She isn't affected by fire and ice, and the least that electricity can do to her is tickle.

VoiceMan: She's immune to all diseases and poisons due to having no blood in the first place. And although she's too heavy to actually swim, she luckily has no lungs, so she can't breathe, drown, or be choked.

Phil: Even though her wardrobe is quite lacking, and her body itself is armor, Tonash can transform her clothing into more armor.

VoiceMan: Why? WHY NOT! She's a walking TANK for cryin' out loud!

Phil: What's more is when in her defensive boulder form, she can travel via rolling and exceed top speeds even those of a Dragon, almost breaking the sound barrier.

VoiceMan: But on foot...She's a real klutz. She's somewhat faster than a Troll sprinting, but she tends to trip over her own feet when running.

Phil: Despite being able to easily get up from laying down, she has no agility whatsoever without using her boulder form.

VoiceMan: Tonash's crushing weight makes stealth, treading lightly, and swimming difficult, and being secluded from society has made her quite dumb.

Phil: Her large size makes it difficult to make it through average-sized spaces.

VoiceMan: She knows absolutely nothing about spells, alchemy, enchantments, or magic, aside from earth-bending and preparing food, whatsoever. Most of all, her almost insatiable appetite and her loudly growling stomach can drive her to the point of an unstoppable gourmet race.

Phil: Oh, and earth-bending is NOT magic.

VoiceMan: But despite her clumsiness, she's one of the deadliest warriors in all of Skyrim.

"Tonash: My name is Tonash, a proud member of the Rock Shard Village and Golioum race. We are a warrior group of mountain-dwellers whose flesh is made of only the toughest of stone. We are masters of bending the very earth below, gol. We are both feared and followed. Loved and hated."