From the begin Craven had killed several litter mates and injured more, this level of aggression at such a young age marked him for the ranks of the Stormvermin. After several brutal campaigns in Chamon he had proved his combat skills and ability to sniff out betrayal by killing several rivals attempting to eliminate him due to jealousy. One such kill elevated him to the rank of clawlord. Years of campaigning sees him forming a core of brutal killers called the Black Fang which increase his notoriety. Following a successful campaign in the Bleed Craven is on the march once again.
Middle of the road
‘Sigrid stood at the gates to the inner city, clutching her gun tightly as the people gathered around before the regiment. They all looked rabid and malnourished as they clutched makeshift weapons. They yelled things and threw objects at the gates. The crowd grew louder and larger, and they threw more stones and loose pipes. Until a gunshot sounded, and a man in front of her fell. The crowd roared, and she was swept up in a flood of bodies.’
