Hazkal Brannoksson
Hazkal Brannoksson is a brilliant Aether-Khemist with a focus on the utilization of Aether-Gold in medicinal applications. His research has proven to be incredibly promising, if controversial–given the long-term effects of Aether-Gold exposure.
Hazkal Brannoksson is a brilliant Aether-Khemist with a focus on the utilization of Aether-Gold in medicinal applications. His research has proven to be incredibly promising, if controversial–given the long-term effects of Aether-Gold exposure. As such, Hazkal has not been able to capitalize upon his successes financially. Those who know him are hardly surprised. He has long held a reputation for being quite unskilled in matters of business. With such an unseemly reputation, he is considered a “black cloud” by most of his family, save his adventuresome cousin Thori Snorrisson. Determined to prove himself and push the bounds of his research, Hazkal signed on to the same Skyfleet as his favorite cousin and set sail for adventure!
Somewhat bookish by the standards of most Duardin, the choice to become Soulbound came as somewhat of a shock to Hazkal. The opportunity to expand and perfect his craft, however, was too great an opportunity to let pass. With his keen interest in the effects of Aether-Gold exposure upon the body and its maddening long-term effects, Hazkal hopes to be able to focus his research into curing such conditions and more. Given enough study, mayhap even the magical poxes of Chaos might be cured with Aether-Gold infused medications. Surely that would earn him the respect of his peers!
The Scale Breakers
The Scale Breakers are a nomadic tribe of mercenary Ogors, primarily Maneaters, serving under the leadership of one Franz Dragonbreaker, a wandering Tyrant who ascended to head of the burgeoning warband after appearing from seemingly nowhere and wresting control from a previous chieftain while the tribe was on an expedition to the Gnarlwood.
Speak with the dead
Badr was feeling uneasy. Since joining the coven, she's been trying to not use necromancy. But sometimes life is not giving you a choice…Her chamber was lit only by the weak light of candles. On the table in the middle of the room a morbid trophy was lying - the head...
surrender or die
On the way to lay siege to New Edessa the horned scythe was discovered a rogue beastmen Brayherd camped in the way of the March so Qushroc The Plaguebreath sent a envoy to persuade the beastmen to move out of the way or die but the envoy was slaughter and had his head...