Baldric Styrian, the Thunderhammer

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Baldric Styrian, the Thunderhammer, Commander of the Storm Wardens

Middle Aged Leader/Fighter

"I've fought from one end of the Seven Kingdoms to the other. I've seen men die by the hundreds, women taken by a dozen men on a bloody field, children and babes crying until they have no tears left in their small bodies. But the true horror of all of this is that most of those unfortunates suffered not at the cruel whims of some lawless Wildling, or brutal Dothraki, but at the very hands of the Houses that claim to protect them. Rulership is a duty that these soft fops with vile perversions seem to have forgotten. They forget their responsibility and demand obedience simply because of the circumstances of their birth, rather then the quality of their character. They believe they are above the very laws that they enact in the name of the people. This will not happen in Styrian lands. Not while I still draw breath! The law should be the point at which savagery ended because civilization stood in its path..."

Bio

He is older, most likely in his mid-forties. Light blond, noble style long hair is just beginning to show grey peppering at his temples, as well as his seemingly permanent stubble on his strong chin. He is not overly tall, easily blending in with the majority of the civilians of the various lands that he has traveled, but it is obvious that he has some bulk - muscle - no matter the attire he finds himself in. Beneath his clothing, his body paints a tale. Hard, scarred muscle makes up his body, though he possesses an easy grace in every step. Upon his left arm, if exposed, his skin is inked with an old tattoo that was still recognizable as the symbol of the Storm Wardens, with the message Unyielding. Of what it refers to, the prisons of the castle would be happy to explain.

Past police accounts show him favoring a more "up-close-and-personal" approach to combat, and there are many bodies in the earth that sport severe blunt force trauma.

All of this gives of the instinctual warning that he is a very deadly individual. But it is his eyes...his cold grey-blue eyes that pull the attention...

This man is very dangerous.

Never considered talkative, Baldric Styrian believes that excessive words are for politicians and demagogues. While not expressly rude to those few peasants that engage him in conversation, it is clear that he prefers action and finds casual chit-chat to be a waste. Back when he was in the army, he was nothing if not a picture of military politeness and professionalism, though he had been known to be unafraid about pragmatically pointing out the tactical mistakes of his leaders. Brooding and grim, Baldric is more a vessel of barely contained lethality than anything else. Against the enemy he is ruthlessly efficient; showing no mercy to those that have dared to threaten the life of his people. Known to be pragmatic to the extreme, he is know for getting the job done right, not sloppy and quick. Though he used to be pious, his battlefield cynicism has left him with little comfort in Holy text or ritual, and he rarely, if ever prays.

Age: 44

Status: 3

Abilities

Agility: 3

Animal Handling: 3

Athletics: 5

Awareness : 3

Cunning: 3

Deception: 2

Endurance: 3

Fighting: 5

Healing: 2

Knowledge 3

Language (Common) 3

Marksmanship: 2

Persuasion: 3

Status: 3

Stealth: 2

Survival: 3

Thievery: 1

Warfare: 4

Will: 3

Specialties

Bludgeon 5B Education 2B Tactics 3B

Benefits & Drawbacks

Bludgeon Fighter I Weapon Mastery - Warhammer Famous Honor-Bound Flaw - Agility: Clumsy

Available Destiny points: 1

Possessions

7 Gold Dragons originally (Used Random.org)

Now: 1 Gold Dragon, 110 Silver Stags

Noble Clothes and a Dagger Hunting Bow Breastplate Castle Forged Steel Warhammer Rounsey - "Donner"

Derived Stats

Intrigue Stats

Intrigue Defense: 12

Composure: 9

Combat Stats

AR: 5

Warhammer Damage: 7 - Bulk 1, Powerful, Shattering 3, Slow, Two-handed, Add +1 to the result of all Fighting or Marksmanship tests

Combat Defense

Base: 11

Health: 9