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Unit Name: Bastien's Band

Nation/Race: Brettonia

Troops(Questing Knights/Grail Knight):

Backstory: Bastien le Bolt. The Hammerhand. As a Knight Errant his most perilous foe had been a witch who conjured storms from within a dark forest. Corrupted nature itself was her guard dog. Twisted forests fought him continuously for two days and two nights, but on the dawn of the third day he cornered the witch against a great oak. With lance coached approached ready to impale her black heart but she weaved lightning into her hands and into his path. It caught upon the tip of his lance traveling up the shaft and his arm rending them and bursting his chainmail with thunder. Unrelenting he went onwards, thrust his ruined palm and with the power of his charge burst the witch's skull upon the oak like rotten fruit. His horse stood up on its hind legs as the impact stopped them from going forward.

By the Lady's grace his arm and fist recovered though forever scarred with red branching lightning along the limb. While he recovered he had time to consider his life, faith, and destiny. It was surely a sign that his life was preserved in exchange for the perishing of his lance. He would take up the Quest, and leave his new forested domain in the stewardship of his brother. His journey would take him to the farthest lakes and sacred rivers eventually out of Brettonia to follow visions of the most distant vistas in the Old World, making comrades and companions along the way, and joining the Iron Company to venture even further.

Bastien is a big brettonian with a booming voice, black hair, and a chestnut colored charger.

Unit Name: Geldert's Gunners

Nation/Race you are aligned with (Vampire Coast):

Troops:

Lord: Gunnery Wight

Agent: Dawi Engineer (undead)

Agent: Warplock Engineer (undead)

1 Ratling Gunner

2 Warplock Jezzails

7 Gunnery Mob

5 Undead Thundrers

Backstory:

Many times a man finds strength in the pursuit of a goal.

But other times, the pursuit is stronger than the man.

Geldert was a former engineer of nuln obsessed by gunpowder and firearms, and would have made a fine engineer had he been complacent to follow the Nuln Engineer Schools rules. But it speaks of a man who is too radical for even the school which professes itself a haven for radical Dawi and guild expatriates.

For Geldert had heard rumours. There far, across the sea, tales of the great Vampire Coast reached him. Undead pirates, wielding shot and powder, living forever. What is one lifetime to an eternal unlife of research? Consumed by his own madness, he took to the next ship to Lustria. There, he sabotaged the ship's powder, leaving on a small rowboat just before the ship burst into a massive ball of flame and splinters, killing all aboard. The explosion and death attracted the pirates, and he offered the corpses and souls of his crew to them begging to make himself one of them and offering his skills.

Thus Geldert became a gunnery wight.

And for 5 score decades, he has been perfecting his craft. At great cost and effort, he has gathered a host of other undead gunslingers and marksmen under his thrall, rising through the pirate ranks. His greatest achievements being the defeat and capture of a Dawi Engineer. Dwarves might be resistant to magic, but if the legends of Chaos Dwarfs and Dwarven Ghosts are to be believed, not immune. And he proves this by raising the engineers corpse to his bidding.

Next was the capture of a Warplock Engineer. This was even more difficult, for the Great Horned Rat and their proclivity for warpstone further complicated his efforts. But after tireless work, scores of wealth and favors curried to necromancers within the great pirate Fleet, he too raised this one to his bidding.

Geldert now seeks to become the greatest Undead Gunslinger the world has yet seen. Offering himself and his crew as mercenaries, they travel upon a stolen Dwarven monitor. Small, but fast, armoured, and most of all, well gunned, seeking opportunities of wealth, and the chance to find and raise more gunners to his crew. Sometimes they serve openly, such as in Lustria where the laws of men are weak. Here, in the east, each one is cloaked and hooded, carefully choosing only those lords who would dare hire such unsavory "pirates" but never truly advertising themselves as undead.

Luckily, considering their distance from their foes and allies at range, and the great plumes of smoke from their guns, this is rarely a problem.

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