Evocator Turayl Cleftstone stood watch.Unmoved by the hoarse screams of the prisoner, his gaze fixed unwaveringly on the point where the chains were fixed to the floor, judging whether they were likely to break loose with the prisoner’s wild thrashing. Screams was...
Self-proclaimed ‘Baron’ of the Spikepeak Mountains. A sneaky grot boss who lures trolls and squigs to the enemy with promises of mushrooms and skrap. He keeps an entourage of magic wielders in his force but never lets them forget their place, else his skrap would be run by shroomed up lunatics again.
Melkhior was a great hero, a saviour some would say. He was proclaimed protector of his town and defeated many a war tribe chieftain who’d thought their land easy pickings... However as his fame grew so did his ego which knew no bounds. A golden statue was placed in...
The monsterous Vengorian Lord known as Lady Katalina Valencourt has been sent to the Interstice to claim it for the Kastelai Dynasty.
Aldywen Grumbleheart is the man behind many of the deals, providing information to help the skyport prosper as well as possible. His ability to read the storms allow the skyvessels to manoeuvre to places where many armies would struggle to go without severe casualties...
Nebulok Darkbomb is considered by many to be an aether-khemist of prodigious levels. Known for his technology which aided the speed enhancement of the sky fleet, he has also got a few tricks up his sleeve and is not afraid of battle.
Endrinmaster Carvek Heisen is the right hand of Admiral Stoutstokk. Often seen on the front lines with the troops, he is a leader of great renown and seen by many as Stoutstokk’s eventual successor of the skyport.
Endrinmaster Garak Boldfrey is the left hand of Admiral Stoutstokk. He is responsible for maintaining the sky fleet and even built ‘Ustenak II’, a frigate which is even faster than the older variant.
Admiral Njondt Stoutstokk has led the Council of Prospectors for decades, a grizzled veteran of many successful and unsuccessful raids. He was formerly captain of ‘Ustenak’, a frigate which was destroyed by a Troggoth Boss called Moggloff. The destruction of ‘Ustenak’...
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
Kazgrim has spilled blood by the tide full and he has bathed in no less. So blessed by his blood god is he that his very soul defies the beck and call of Nagash. So long as there is sufficient blood sacrificed on the battlefield, Kazgrim’s rigored body draws it in, revels in it and revitalizes his body anew as if pulled fresh from a bloody womb of Khorne. His mastery of blood allows him to also bring some of his followers back from the brink of death, allowing them the chance to spill blood once more for their unquenchable patron.
His vision is to bring the wrath of Khorne to every corner of the mortal realms. To accomplish this, he seeks to summon up the incarnations of Khorne to consume everything the eye can see. While he follows the path of Aichmos, he owes him no allegiance aside from acknowledging that Khorne has given him recognition. As such, there is no loyalty and he often disregards the calls of Aichmos, knowing full well that the mighty lord would not dare to strike against the high priest of slaughter.
Kron saw his rise to Khorne’s favour in the tribal arenas of his homelands in Ghur. There, 8 massive tribes of Bloodbound offered up their greatest champions to be anointed through combat with the title of slaughterpriest and lead the combined masses of their 8 armies in a glorious path of carnage. Kron bested the strongest of these champions and upon receiving the ferverously malicious blade Goretooth for his achievement, awakened the gaze of Khorne upon his deeds.
In the Interstice, he has taken a claim to the Crucible, a caldera in the mountain ranges between the patina plains and the pyrelands. Here he has created a grand arena in honour of Khorne, sending hundreds of slaves to do mortal combat daily until only the strongest survive and can be given a place among the Bloodtide. Those who fail to meet the martial prowess required to be initiated soon find their skulls collected by the Khorgoraths that Kron keeps penned.
When Kron is not personally overseeing the arena games and anointing the new followers, he is seeking out new slaves by the thousands by following any of the marauding campaigns of the Bloodtide. He believes that through these arena games, he will find great champions that will aspire to greater and glorious deeds in the path to glory.
Once one of nine high scholars of the Ventemente Mageocracy in Hysh. He spent most of his life researching into the symbols and meanings of ancient runes from the age of chaos. His main focus was upon the many skulls found in sacrificial pits and temples, etchings on foreheads that were thought to have higher meaning that were lost to time. His findings told of great portents but he was mocked and ridiculed for his strange obsessions with such occult matters.
When a tide of chaos raiders attacked the city, he was denounced as a cursed scholar and having brought doom to their esteemed city. His fellow scholars betrayed him, hoping to oust him from the council and exile him from the city. Their screams echoed the halls of the citadel chambers as he used ancient blood rituals to tear their skulls from their writhing bodies. He had mastered the skull runes and with this, he could control a rift into the chaos realm by the skulls he bore. His journey eventually led him into the ranks of Lord Aichmos, bearing the banner of the blood secrator and bringing the swirling madness of the chaos realm wherever his fetish skulls followed.
The creature known only as Lash the stampede is a strange one. He did not find his way into the ranks of the Bloodtide by martial prowess, but by his ability to inspire. A once slave arena master, he was cruel as he was ugly. A bestial fanged maw bellowed out orders while the traumatic crack of his whips sent hordes of slaves into a bloodthirsty frenzy. As if whipped into a trance by his suicidal commands and the dolorous sting of his barbed whips. He turned hundreds maybe thousands of otherwise craven slaves into an frenzied stampede of flesh and blades.
Seeing his potential, Kron Goretooth enlisted his help into the army of the Bloodtide, now using his whips to send already savage warriors into relentless killing machines. They rush the enemy with reckless abandon, his cracking whips singing in the distance urging them on to ever more bloodshed.
Unknown where he came from or his purpose, this being lives only for slaughter. He has massacred armies by the thousands, rending through flesh and bone as if a farmer’s scythe through a field of grass. He speaks no words and is seen as a menace by many that would call him ally. The only sounds that he makes are guttural noises and malicious laughter when he is deepest in the enemy lines and surrounded by screaming bodies.
He appeared at the Spire one day unannounced, only the scraping sound of his anvil giving him free passage. A skullgrinder is an honoured person to have in a warband, but his place here is as mysterious as his appearance. He is soft spoken and asks little of others, only for any unique weapons and items from enemies to be gathered for him to use as materials for his next projects. What he is after, he will not say. What his goal is, only one can guess. Even to Lord Aichmos or the Slaughterpriests, he remains an enigma, but one thing is certain: his purpose is clear in his mind and he will accomplish the task he has set to do regardless of the cost.
Mazrok-taktak is a coalesced skink starmaster, a student of the Slann Mazol-oktotl. He is a master of realmgates, and can often be found near any that are displaying any strange effects, or abnormal behaviour. Primarily, he is probably one of the most well-educated beings in the Realms when it comes to the history, location, and effects of the gates.
Spellweavers are rare even by the standards of other Aelves. To wield such potent life magic takes hundreds of years of training and dedication, most may go their whole lives only managing the faintest hint of any arcane abilities. Not so with the Spellweavers. These Aelves are naturally gifted, and many whisper that they are blessed by the Great Tree itself. Wherever their power comes from; none can deny its miraculous effects.
Mathale was a Knight of great repute and was greatly sort after to slay beasts and warriors alike. Though willing to aid those in need, it would come at a price. If payment was not made, then their life was forfeit, whether they knew this was another matter. He came and went they say, gallant and prideful.
Endrinmaster Kazulk Somberbeard serves aboard Admiral Calik’s flagship. Although younger than most Endrinmaster’s he has proven his worth 10 times over. Keeping to himself for the most part, Kazulk has developed quite the reputation for being able to resolve any problems that arise, be it patch working on vessels mid battle or dealing a mighty blow to enemies venturing to close.
Lord Celestant Reynolds has the honour of leading the charge of the Knights Excelsior’s Warrior Chamber into The Interstice’s . A Noble warrior who is highly respected by his troops and peers. While his calm demeanour may imply a more placid view that his fellow Knights Excelsior, when it comes to the battlefield he is force to be reckoned with.
Angelorian is the soul survivor of a Knights Exemplar Paladin Squad who where sent to purge a squad of Ogors.
However it would seem the Mawtribe led them into a trap and the Paladin squad, while taking down a great number of Ogors, where severely outnumbered.
Through a shear force of will, Angelorian would not tire, he did not give ground, and bolstered by some supernatural force he managed to kill the rest of the Ogor ambush and swore an oath of Vengeance against all Ogors.
Spellweavers are rare even by the standards of other Aelves. To wield such potent life magic takes hundreds of years of training and dedication, most may go their whole lives only managing the faintest hint of any arcane abilities. Not so with the Spellweavers. These Aelves are naturally gifted, and many whisper that they are blessed by the Great Tree itself. Wherever their power comes from; none can deny its miraculous effects.
Feinour is unique among Avelorn’s Nomad Princes, for he is a peaceful soul at heart, lacking the fires of battle lust that stoke the hearts of many Aelves in Avelorn’s pastime. For him, war is but a tragic necessity, a conflict unavoidable.
‘What can I tell you about the dark one… the saviour, supreme necromancer, the indomitable spirit and unassailable warrior? Hmm. the old man scratches his wiry grey beard. ‘Mortane, the Lich Emperor is ruler over the Kra’mor Empire, situated within the Amethyst Peninsula.
Aether-Khemist Lazul Anchorport serves aboard Admiral Calik’s flagship. Lazul is leading the way on harvesting and assessing airborne resources, determining what brought them into the Interstice pocket realm and how they’d be able to return. When not in battle, Lazul seeks out 3rd parties to understand the landscape at ground level, within the air and most recently under the savage seas.
Within the Interstice, Valka, the Warmonger was a bloodthirsty warlord from the Beastland Wastes. Throughout his life he sought a challenger who could best his capabilities however none could. For decades he laid low Orruk bosses, Chaos tribe chieftains and all manner...
Skitaknaw Gnawclaw, callous kin-eater of the concealed under-city
Malathir WeavesongWithin the age of Myth Malathir was sprung within the realm of Gyhran, with peace and serenity weaving within the song from Alarielle. It was a time of great wisdom and council. Malathir however was unusual amongst his kin, the seasons seem to ebb...
Drusilla The Tormentor of the Silk KingdomLeading a life of debauchery, Drusilla eventually came to fame within the high courts of Keldon, Kingdom of Silk. Her reputation was formidable and rumours spread like wildfire of the King having visitations. Ashamed of this...
Mistrustful Bounty Hunter of the Concealed Riddles. A young Duardin cadet looked across the deck of the Frigate and was in awe. “Pick up that jaw before I weld it shut!” yelled the Company Captain. Turning to see what the young Duardin was gazing at. “Ah, I see.” The...
Endrinmaster Barret Grund is very skilled and adept at maintaining the fleet of Admiral Calik. Since their Skyport Barak-Brumzok and their Fleet The Oathsigned Prospectors were pulled into The Interstice he’s certainly had his work cut out. In battle Barret has yet to...