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Fannarthus

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Fannarthus Blightbane

Stormcast Eternal Knight Questor of the Hallowed Knights. Main focus is strength, agility and fortitude while both specialising in fighting multiple medium enemies and the largest of the large single enemies. Fights with shield and sword and usually both uses battle rage and charge to create the biggest possible impact at the cost of his own defence.

Left in Hammerhal as a toddler and grew up in an orphanage until he was brought to Living city as a young boy. Here his foster parents both died to nurgle decease and green skins respectably and ended up with a group of priests devoted to Sigmar. During his effort to get revenge for his parents he was captured by Gutrot Spume on the mighty Rot Kraken and while trying to escape with the leader of the Sigmar priests they were both “rescued” by Sigmar and made into Stormcast Eternals.
They both fought in the battle to rescue Alarielle, in her soulpod, from the grasp of Nurgle

The Burning Crusade

In the jungles near Old Brass, the fighting was dying down. The last few remaining Saurus and Skinks, lying disabled on the muddy floor, met their end at the merciless blades of Sytarith's followers.Cries of triumph rang through the trees, the mercenaries' lines...

A Time to Krump, a Time to Dig

“Dig”. That had been the only glyph written on the stone Dethmuttera had sent in reply to Snagruk’s question about what to do with the amber blood. He had flung the stone right back at the ardboy that brought it to him. He had cursed the shaman, and Urgoth for telling...

Escape from da Factory

Troggoths live a simple life. They sleep, wonder in their caves, consume mushrooms and then go back to sleep. Sometimes they are herded by grots to do a bit of destruction, but overall they live secluded lives. Such was the life of Dunn the Dankhold Troggoth and the...

The Burning Crusade

In the jungles near Old Brass, the fighting was dying down. The last few remaining Saurus and Skinks, lying disabled on the muddy floor, met their end at the merciless blades of Sytarith's followers.Cries of triumph rang through the trees, the mercenaries' lines...

A Time to Krump, a Time to Dig

“Dig”. That had been the only glyph written on the stone Dethmuttera had sent in reply to Snagruk’s question about what to do with the amber blood. He had flung the stone right back at the ardboy that brought it to him. He had cursed the shaman, and Urgoth for telling...

Escape from da Factory

Troggoths live a simple life. They sleep, wonder in their caves, consume mushrooms and then go back to sleep. Sometimes they are herded by grots to do a bit of destruction, but overall they live secluded lives. Such was the life of Dunn the Dankhold Troggoth and the...