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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 Forest of Ash

Little flakes of ash were dancing in the air, here, in the ruins of the wanderer community of Adu'Alash in northern Thondia. The fires all over the town hadn't died down completely, not yet. Some parts of the settlement were but blackened husks, some had ceased to...

Guilt Eternal

Améline was surrounded by corpses, knee-deep in them. Blood and the gory refuse of butchery smothered her nostrils, making even her hardened constitution want to gag. Some were rent apart into bloody bits, others were more pristine, their deaths marked by efficient...

With Holy Flames, Blood boiled away

From out the desert winds, a flaming arrow stuck in the Ashwalker chieftain's head, leading to the sudden collapse of the musclebound man. Alarmed, the Khornates huddled together, quickly, and instinctively, forming a shieldwall formation. From multiple directions...

The Forest of Ash

Little flakes of ash were dancing in the air, here, in the ruins of the wanderer community of Adu'Alash in northern Thondia. The fires all over the town hadn't died down completely, not yet. Some parts of the settlement were but blackened husks, some had ceased to...

Guilt Eternal

Améline was surrounded by corpses, knee-deep in them. Blood and the gory refuse of butchery smothered her nostrils, making even her hardened constitution want to gag. Some were rent apart into bloody bits, others were more pristine, their deaths marked by efficient...

With Holy Flames, Blood boiled away

From out the desert winds, a flaming arrow stuck in the Ashwalker chieftain's head, leading to the sudden collapse of the musclebound man. Alarmed, the Khornates huddled together, quickly, and instinctively, forming a shieldwall formation. From multiple directions...