Sitting in a meadow minding his own business, Stormknight suddenly found himself engulfed in a sticky fluid that had seemed to fall from the heavens.
Looking up and seeing an image of a giant and rather embarassed face, he realised that the liquid had indeed fallen from heaven, only that it was pleghm spat down by the god Stormking.
And so, annoyed as hell for being spat upon, he picked up a fist sized rock and chucked it at the face he had seen, hitting Stormking right on the nose.
From that day onwards, impressed by that mighty throw and perhaps to make up for spitting on him, Stormking turned Stormknight from a bum, who had no special talent other than throwing rocks, into a hero to spread the name of “Stormking” and to provide some entertainment, because being a god can sometimes be a rather boring job.