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Khrovar Blackmaw

The infamous Captain of the Bloodsunderer, with teeth stained black like the dark of a Bloodletter’s blade. They say his words are just as fiery as the forges of The Brass Citadel. He has some features akin to a Flesh Hound, including dark frills around his neck (these give him the local nickname “Darkfrills”) and a keen nose for treachery.

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The Weaver

Rules:

Captain Blackmaw is a primary figure in Revenge of Rondhol. Do not kill without permission please.

Captain Blackmaw is a skilled hunter of both men and beast upon the waves and not one to be crossed. He admires, values, and covets loyalty, after being betrayed by his crewmates prior to his corruption by Khorne. While Khrovar himself is marked by Khorne, his crew consists of followers of all the Dark Gods. So long as none cross or betray him, Captain Blackmaw welcomes all aboard his ship.

Khrovar was once the member of a fishing vessel, tasked with hunting the megafauna in and around The Svlind to contribute to the islands’ many valuable exports. After being blamed for the death of his captain’s first mate in combat with a hunted beast, Khrovar was keelhauled, his blood spilling into the water. Khorne called to him in that moment and offered Khrovar the power to prove his innocence, to show that he didn’t need to resort to deception to dispose of anyone troublesome to him. Upon being pulled back upon the ship, Khrovar unleashed his rage, tearing out the throat of one of his captors with just his teeth. The crew fell upon Khrovar, but he did not yield. After seven others were killed, the crew could see the omens around them and swore loyalty to Khrovar as their new captain.

Mutinies against Captain Blackmaw have occurred since his rise to power, but none has ever succeeded, nor has any mutineer survived for long. Khrovar remains distant as a result of his trust being betrayed too many times, but it always willing to handsomely reward those who work with him in hopes that perhaps one day, he’ll earn the loyalty and admiration of his crew he’s always desired. Until then, he roams The Svlind, poaching megafauna as he once did, ransacking trade vessels, and occasionally pillaging port towns.

Middle of the road

‘Sigrid stood at the gates to the inner city, clutching her gun tightly as the people gathered around before the regiment. They all looked rabid and malnourished as they clutched makeshift weapons. They yelled things and threw objects at the gates. The crowd grew louder and larger, and they threw more stones and loose pipes. Until a gunshot sounded, and a man in front of her fell. The crowd roared, and she was swept up in a flood of bodies.’

Assault on the docks

in Barak-Gorog, the nobles fight to control the settlement atop the highest citadels of the inner city, on the skydocks, the skaven of Clan Rhukrit seek to destroy in and out going ships and cargo.