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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

Cleaning A Bloody Blade

Cleaning A Bloody Blade

Tyriana Bladeforged runs the cloth down the length of her blade. It’s caked with gore, the refuse of today’s battle against the Beastmen, and a sword master needs to keep her weapon clean. So clean she can see her face reflected in it.It had been a terrible battle. An...

Flower’s in Dusk’s Light

Flower’s in Dusk’s Light

A huge bloated man stood over Cargan, armour barely containing his bulging bulk, rusty cleaver dripping with the hunter's lifeblood. Aengellania didn't know what to do. Couldn't know what to do. He turned towards her, gurgling to himself as he raised the cleaver...

Beginning of the Stars’ Descent

Beginning of the Stars’ Descent

“You're going away, Tichi?” Aengellania Heartmender asks this of the skink, not bothering to hide her dismay. The others are silent, though Aengellania can feel their sorrow through the Soulfire they share. "Yes. To Ahramentia. The massstersss have decreed...

Cleaning A Bloody Blade

Cleaning A Bloody Blade

Tyriana Bladeforged runs the cloth down the length of her blade. It’s caked with gore, the refuse of today’s battle against the Beastmen, and a sword master needs to keep her weapon clean. So clean she can see her face reflected in it.It had been a terrible battle. An...

Flower’s in Dusk’s Light

Flower’s in Dusk’s Light

A huge bloated man stood over Cargan, armour barely containing his bulging bulk, rusty cleaver dripping with the hunter's lifeblood. Aengellania didn't know what to do. Couldn't know what to do. He turned towards her, gurgling to himself as he raised the cleaver...

Beginning of the Stars’ Descent

Beginning of the Stars’ Descent

“You're going away, Tichi?” Aengellania Heartmender asks this of the skink, not bothering to hide her dismay. The others are silent, though Aengellania can feel their sorrow through the Soulfire they share. "Yes. To Ahramentia. The massstersss have decreed...