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!
Gher’yehn’s Guards
Exasperated, irritated, and often annoyed to the point of anger, these are the Guardians of Gher’yehn, Emissary of Malerion.
Act of Understanding
In Bright, Sacred Flames, the village burned. Every last hut had been set on fire. Corpses lay strewn about, blood seeping into the ground; many lay alongside a poorly constructed barricade, some on what had served as a central plaza, some around the tribe's shrine,...
Fate, Sealed
Whilst the sky over Rondhol burned in the apokalyptic battle between the Fae’s hordes of thralls with the monstrous Voidfang and the Procession of Blood and their Orruk and other, even more unlikely allies, Templar Oron had found himself with the duty of commanding...