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!
The Knights of the Chalice
This is a new threat spotted in the Dell. Armored knights, some human, aelf, duardin or ogor, but also many orruks and grots, have started attacking your supply convoys. They wear heavy bright armour and wear colorful tabards, emblazoned with the symbol of a chalice,...
Encircled
As was expected, they had not been the first expedition to get this far into the Dell.Even now, the Archprophetess could sense the metallic smell of Khorne in the air around them, even in the centre of their makeshift camp, her fellow Tzaangor surrounding her.In front...
Race to the Vault
Tzeentchian sorcerers have turned their attention to the Doomstretch, with dire consequences for the aelves of the region and the realm as a whole…
A blot on eastern Ymetrica, the Doomstretch is avoided by sane souls. The sky churns with aftershocks from intense magical combat, and the land is split by constant tectonic agony. Beneath the Doomstretch was buried a loathsome relic, named in crystal tablets as Yngr’yme or the ‘Shackler of Peaks’. While records of the artefact’s precise nature were lost, legend spoke of its ability to enslave the minds of the mountains – a sin beyond measure in Ymetrica.
If Tzeentch’s forces were to claim such a relic, they could inflict wounds upon Ymetrica that might undo the work of the Reinvention. Whatever Lumineth forces could be mustered were drawn together, even if it occasionally required Sigmarite allies to be abandoned mid-campaign. To the aelves, it was a grievous but necessary sacrifice. They could only hope to reach the Doomstretch vault before all was lost.