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Darach

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Darach

Kurnoth Hunter of the Ironbark War Glade

Darach is a 20 year old, 12’4″ Kurnoth Hunter. Their bark is coloured white with glints of silver and foliage of aspen yellow. They carry both a massive hunter bow, as well as a Greatscythe into battle.

Darach is a young Kurnoth that emerged from his soulpod in the midst of an ongoing battle. His first memories are fighting alongside the dwarves of Chamon, driving back an incursion of chaos. The counter-offensive took them to the Allpoints, but the battle turned on them. Most of the other Aylvaneth perished, however, due to the sacrifice of the dwarves, a Branchwych was able to recover many of the Lamentiri. Darach was the only Kurnoth whose body survived, but he swore to honour the dwarves’ sacrifice for his kin. He joined the binding with one of these dwarves, a young(ish) Irondrake named Bryn. Bryn did not survive the process. Darach mourns his loss but has lost none of his determination to protect the dwarves in all the realms. He remains uncertain of other races, finding many of them strange and unpredictable.

Premonitions

Natasha gasped awake in the middle of the room, standing in the middle of the light. Confusion came to her mind as she looked at the formless surronding. Where was she? How did she get here?Looking around yielded no answers. She figure dout she was still in her heavy...

Mistress of Pain

Aengellania sat in her study, the first time in quite a while since she's been absent from Alethra's warm coils. But her lover had recently just gotten married, and Aengellania knew better than to intrude on the honeymoon. She and Alethra would have plenty of time to...

First Step On The Path To Glory

Lord-Celestant Tcimmera Skybrow knelt before the God-King Sigmar, head bowed as she awaited her orders. Even with her eyes fixed squarely upon the marble tile floor, she could feel her liege's radiance wash over her, like the crashing of solar waves upon the firmament...

Premonitions

Natasha gasped awake in the middle of the room, standing in the middle of the light. Confusion came to her mind as she looked at the formless surronding. Where was she? How did she get here?Looking around yielded no answers. She figure dout she was still in her heavy...

Mistress of Pain

Aengellania sat in her study, the first time in quite a while since she's been absent from Alethra's warm coils. But her lover had recently just gotten married, and Aengellania knew better than to intrude on the honeymoon. She and Alethra would have plenty of time to...

First Step On The Path To Glory

Lord-Celestant Tcimmera Skybrow knelt before the God-King Sigmar, head bowed as she awaited her orders. Even with her eyes fixed squarely upon the marble tile floor, she could feel her liege's radiance wash over her, like the crashing of solar waves upon the firmament...