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Ortus Tatravellan

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Ortus Tatravellan

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A particularly obstinate member of the Alarith temple in Ymetrica’s Glib Stretch region, Ortus Tatrevellan has had a hand in securing several Lumineth cities and outposts over his brief 170-year career. More than an unyielding combatant, he also serves as an envoy for the Alarith, establishing contact with mountain spirits and mountain-dwelling mortals in realms beyond Hysh. The Glib Stretch’s Stonemage has recently tasked him with establishing connections in the Heaving Mountains of Ghyran.

Prior to arriving in The Lustrare River Valley, he was renowned in Chamon for establishing an unusual truce between Lumineth prospectors and the Bronzebite Mawtribe who dwell in the region. Shortly after their arrival, the Alarith Stoneguard and Mawtribe each developed a grudging respect (or the closest feeling to respect with which an aelf can regard an ogor) for the other’s monumental durability during their initial skirmishes.

After determining it would be impossible to rout the ogors from the area with their current numbers, Ortus approached their immense tyrant Garrul Bronzebitten to establish a mutually-beneficial trade deal. After all, what happens to the corpses and inferior equipment of the human, duardin, or beastman the Lumineth would slay in establishing their new territory would be of little concern to them.

Sepsos Ironmaw

 Bloated lord of the Bile Forge, his keep hollowed out beneath the rusting peaks they call home, Sepsos demands the same homage all Daemon Prince’s do.

 As much a father to his followers as their warlord, the Ironmaw is a monstrous creature who’s daemonforged armour fails to contain his plague-harbouring flesh. Reapers scythe in hand, the Ironmaw descends on the inhabitants of the Interstice with little provocation, and with little motivation beyond his own entertainment 

Gorfang Da Immortal

The leader of Da Bloodbreaka Clan is its talisman through the greatest of fights and toughest of foes.  He has earned his nickname “Da Immortal” too many times for an orruk to count, surviving grievous deathblows only to return stronger than before. For an orruk, Gorfang is a surprisingly competent tactician, and has made decisive orders like sending Gore Gruntas into an enemy’s “flank” because they’re squishier there. Most surprising of all is Gorfang’s penchant for what some call “honor.” He prefers to beat his enemies fairly, but a giant boot to the jibblies doesn’t count if no one sees it.     

To show the other Ironjawz who Da Best Boss is, Gorfang adorns his armour with the heads of his fallen foes. Each one tells the story of Gorfang’s trials as an Ironjaw. The Chaos Duardin taskmaster, Rhagrakki Burnfist, who oversaw Gorfang’s enslavement. Rhagrakki’s head sits next to the treacherous ogor Turokk the Hairy, who tried to backstab Da Bloodbreaka Clan. Adjoining him is the mischievous Skaven Warlord Scrak Goldclaw, who Gorfang hunted for ages after he stole his pet squig. The scalp of the Khorne champion who put Gorfang in chains, Deathbringer Kalrak Bloodmarked, hangs from the orruk’s belt. As for the monstorous skull of Gorzog that sits on Megaboss’ right shoulder? No one knows except for him. 

With the realms breaking and their lands shattered by The Jhokulapse, the drums of war sound once more from Mount Kraktoof. Da Bloodbreaka Clan marches with Gorfang at the head of his WAAAGH! 

Azoth Realmgorger

An ogor of considerable bulk and dark, blackened skin. Unlike most ogors though, his gut is consumed in an ever burning flame contained by metal plates welded onto his body. As time has gone on more plates have been necessary to maintain his form, slowly encasing himself in a layer of heated metal. His eyes glow like hot coals within his helmeted head. Azoth leads the Steamwrought Legion, a collection of Aqshian refugees on a quest to create great engines of destruction and attain true power.

Sepsos Ironmaw

 Bloated lord of the Bile Forge, his keep hollowed out beneath the rusting peaks they call home, Sepsos demands the same homage all Daemon Prince’s do.

 As much a father to his followers as their warlord, the Ironmaw is a monstrous creature who’s daemonforged armour fails to contain his plague-harbouring flesh. Reapers scythe in hand, the Ironmaw descends on the inhabitants of the Interstice with little provocation, and with little motivation beyond his own entertainment 

Gorfang Da Immortal

The leader of Da Bloodbreaka Clan is its talisman through the greatest of fights and toughest of foes.  He has earned his nickname “Da Immortal” too many times for an orruk to count, surviving grievous deathblows only to return stronger than before. For an orruk, Gorfang is a surprisingly competent tactician, and has made decisive orders like sending Gore Gruntas into an enemy’s “flank” because they’re squishier there. Most surprising of all is Gorfang’s penchant for what some call “honor.” He prefers to beat his enemies fairly, but a giant boot to the jibblies doesn’t count if no one sees it.     

To show the other Ironjawz who Da Best Boss is, Gorfang adorns his armour with the heads of his fallen foes. Each one tells the story of Gorfang’s trials as an Ironjaw. The Chaos Duardin taskmaster, Rhagrakki Burnfist, who oversaw Gorfang’s enslavement. Rhagrakki’s head sits next to the treacherous ogor Turokk the Hairy, who tried to backstab Da Bloodbreaka Clan. Adjoining him is the mischievous Skaven Warlord Scrak Goldclaw, who Gorfang hunted for ages after he stole his pet squig. The scalp of the Khorne champion who put Gorfang in chains, Deathbringer Kalrak Bloodmarked, hangs from the orruk’s belt. As for the monstorous skull of Gorzog that sits on Megaboss’ right shoulder? No one knows except for him. 

With the realms breaking and their lands shattered by The Jhokulapse, the drums of war sound once more from Mount Kraktoof. Da Bloodbreaka Clan marches with Gorfang at the head of his WAAAGH! 

Azoth Realmgorger

An ogor of considerable bulk and dark, blackened skin. Unlike most ogors though, his gut is consumed in an ever burning flame contained by metal plates welded onto his body. As time has gone on more plates have been necessary to maintain his form, slowly encasing himself in a layer of heated metal. His eyes glow like hot coals within his helmeted head. Azoth leads the Steamwrought Legion, a collection of Aqshian refugees on a quest to create great engines of destruction and attain true power.