Hirmarandril

Chameleoline Cloak, Shuriken Pistol, Ranger long rifle, 1 Plasma grenade, standard long term survival gear, Thermoplas Armor

History

Born on Craft-world Ulthwe', he was raised in the traditional manner, taught of the paths and given his basic education, when the time came he chose to to walk the Path of the Warrior, he spent a fair amount of time learning of battle,and feeling the battle lust, only after a full two centuries of many campaigns emulating the aspect of the destroyer, he believed that he had finally mastered the path, choosing a new path was something he found difficult, and he understood how there were those who became lost upon this path. He moved on from that to the Path of the Seer, after over a century and a half he began to see how hard it was to master this path, he decided that he needed more experience with the universe and its inhabitants before he was ready to continue along that path.

For this reason he began to walk the Path of the Outcast, taking his small amount of gear he set out to travel the worlds, reporting back to his craft-world when the opportunity presented himself, ranging from world to world he hid himself from the forces there, both mapping the worlds and searching for lot webway gates. From time to time the Farseers of Ulthwe' would call on him to preform a task. One such occurrence happened recently; “When the third star passes the horizon this night look toward your home and be certain the enemy moves no more, should half and three or more survive a dangerous path we'd walk for sure.” That night he looked toward his home world of Ulthwe' and saw 5 Chaos Marines. From a range through the night he killed the first the other four fanned out, when the second fell they moved away, a careful withdrawal. A third fell. They continued to withdraw. He killed all five with ease, and for a moment thought he had fulfilled the farseer's wishes...until he heard the rest. He contacted the rangers nearby four in all, for their aid in running the enemy into another, for wherever Chaos was the Mammals were sure to follow. They must be certain that Chaos was met, and was destroyed. (feel free to play with the end a bit to make it an intro into your campaign.

Hirmarandril's Story

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# Gambit's Bar, 2010-03-05 23:39:29, as a chat transcript.

*aside from the lazy war-boss and the lone Tyranid he had seen nothing out of the ordinary. nor had he managed to track down why the single one was so far from the swarm. He looked over to the large mech as it landed, one of the most lightly armored dreadnaughts he had seen.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-03-05 23:45:08, as written by aipsylon

Hirmarandril snuck over toward the Rencore model Dreadnought, that was what they would call it, planning on getting a good look at the thing.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-03-05 23:52:58, as written by aipsylon

Hirmarandril looked at her, the human obviously was not part of the imperium or there would have been some sort of xenos insult that followed that up. "Where are you from?"

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-03-06 00:04:17, as written by aipsylon

Hirmarandril turned away, the design was not likely to help him much if it was a wone of a kind model

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-03-06 00:13:39, as a chat transcript.

*in truth there was little chance that she would have been able to befriend him in any case, he was there for information, and exploration, not for making friends.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by RolePlayGateway

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