Hazkal Brannoksson
Hazkal Brannoksson is a brilliant Aether-Khemist with a focus on the utilization of Aether-Gold in medicinal applications. His research has proven to be incredibly promising, if controversial–given the long-term effects of Aether-Gold exposure.
Hazkal Brannoksson is a brilliant Aether-Khemist with a focus on the utilization of Aether-Gold in medicinal applications. His research has proven to be incredibly promising, if controversial–given the long-term effects of Aether-Gold exposure. As such, Hazkal has not been able to capitalize upon his successes financially. Those who know him are hardly surprised. He has long held a reputation for being quite unskilled in matters of business. With such an unseemly reputation, he is considered a “black cloud” by most of his family, save his adventuresome cousin Thori Snorrisson. Determined to prove himself and push the bounds of his research, Hazkal signed on to the same Skyfleet as his favorite cousin and set sail for adventure!
Somewhat bookish by the standards of most Duardin, the choice to become Soulbound came as somewhat of a shock to Hazkal. The opportunity to expand and perfect his craft, however, was too great an opportunity to let pass. With his keen interest in the effects of Aether-Gold exposure upon the body and its maddening long-term effects, Hazkal hopes to be able to focus his research into curing such conditions and more. Given enough study, mayhap even the magical poxes of Chaos might be cured with Aether-Gold infused medications. Surely that would earn him the respect of his peers!
Spoils and Plunder
The cessation of Rondhol’s slumber has brought terror to the denizens of the continent. Towns all along the Svlind have been destroyed, and those that call the other side of the Bitingsea home look to the northern horizon – and flee. This is the Mortal Realms though, and as such, there are plenty that are willing to use this terror to their advantage…
Monolithic Desire
"Fate has brought us here. It is the Will of Our Savior." Templar Oron insisted.Damnation. The Archprophetess couldn't help but grind her beak. It was impressive, the Shifting Monolith, how it floated above them, in its Holy Magnificence.She folded her arms behind her...
Scions of the Spurned
Cunning, cruel, and implacable, the warhost known as the Scions of the Spurned are a cacophonous band of killers, sorcerers, and daemon-mongers. Lead by the Chaos Lord Syndir, these Slaves to Darkness, bedecked in infernal armor and flayed flesh, march beneath the black sigil of Chaos Undivided.
