Hjalmar Longfang

Background

Defense of Outpost #418

Nine wolves stood in the trench. Behind them, the outpost needed the length of the night to evacuate before the hordes of the chaos marines. And so, they all drank another shot of heavy bourbon and looked up. Hjalmar held a bolter with a combat knife bayonet. His blood claws dangled unpowered by on the arms of his power suit. The men, former men as they were, rejects of the emperor’s will, advanced. Now only 500 meters and closing quick.

“…when she said: ‘I didn’t realize your mouth was as hairy as your arse.’” Sargeant Fjorn’s joke broke the whole squad in laughter. Hjalmar adds: “As I rememb’, hers was the hairiest of the three.” And the group laughs all the harder. Rarvic falls down, unable to bear his side.

Sarge stands straight, and looks into the eyes of each of his men. Silence bears cold still, as they all know battle is coming. “There ‘ill be a half legion of them coming. They want to rape those there lad and lasses at the outpost. They aren’t marines. They aren’t even human. They just want blood of the children of the emperor. And it is the Grey Hunter’s 15th that will be remembered for saving them. You aren’t your name and you aren’t your mom’s lad any more. You are a Wolf.” Everyone lets out a single bark in unison.

“Now who has the most ammo?” Hjalmar responds third with “Two.” The number of clips he has left outside the one loaded in his bolter and pistol already. Everyone else responds in turn, none having even to look down to know their number. Rarvic is last, and responds with “Four.” Everyone stands taller than him for a moment, proud they are. “Here that boys? Rarvic here thinks his claws are all he needs.” Everyone takes a punch at about 80% strength to the youngest member’s face. He leans in with his chin on each one to take the blow. He then pulls out his four clips and splits the ammo in half for each of the others before rising up from the trench first. The sarge hands over in return his power axe, one engraved with the company logo on the top of the axehead. It glows in his hand, showing the connection to his suit as it turns on. “You are a Wolf.” Rarvic responds, and everyone barks twice in unison.

The chaos now is 200 meters away, and almost in range. The green and brown clad former marines begin to fire, but none of the wolves move yet. Then, as if a trip wire was triggered, the whole pack raises their chins to the starry sky above. And they howl.

8 hours later the forces of chaos turned away. Of the 500 that came to the planet, less than a hundred were left. Hjalmar lay upright on a pile of bodies. All eight of his brothers were motionless and breathless on the ground around him. He found a flask and took a shot. “This one is for all of you.” His body was mutilated, but he was alive. A ship flew over, tracking his lone life signature. He raised his one hand that still worked. His suit was gray the night before, but now it was red. For not being human, the chaos marines still bleed red.

Stats

Character Name	Player Name	Specialty	Chapter	Rank	Experience	Renown
Hjalmar Longfang	Wonderwill	Tech Marine	Space Wolves	2	17,000	20
Solo Mode	Chapter Demeanor	Personal Demeanor	Past Event	Techmarine Ability
Blood Frenzy	Red Thirst	Scornful	Scouring of Ultramar	Blessed by the Omnissiah

Weapon Skill	Ballistic Skill	Strength	Toughness	Agility	Intelligence	Perception	Willpower	Fellowship	Wounds	Fate	Insanity	Corruption
48	41	50 (10)	52 (10)	43	47	43	43	48	19	3	-	-

Skills

Untrained Basic skills

Skill	Attr.	Bonus
Carouse	T
Charm	Fel
Contortionist	Ag
Deceive	Fel
Evaluate	Int
Gamble	Int
Inquiry	Fel
Logic	Int
Scrutiny	Per
Swim	S

Trained skills

Skill	Attr.	Bonus
Awareness	Per
Ciphers (Chapter Runes)	Int
Climb	S
Concealment	Ag
Dodge	Ag
Drive (Ground Vehicles)	Ag
Intimidate	S
Literacy	Int
Lore, Common (Adeptus Astartes)	Int
Lore, Common (Deathwatch)	Int
Lore, Common (Imperium)	Int
Lore, Common (War)	Int
Lore, Forbidden (Xenos)	Int
Lore, Forbidden (Mecha)	Int
Navigation (Surface)	Int
Search	Per
Scholastic Lore (Codex Astartes)	Int
Silent Move	Ag	-30
Speak Language (High/Low Gothic)	Int
Speak Language (Techa)	Int
Tactics (Defense Doctrine)	Int
Tracking	Int

Talents & Traits

Talent or Trait	Description
Ambidextrous	Use either hand equally well
Astartes Weapon Training	Proficient with all weapons but exotic
Bulging Biceps	Remove bracing requirement for certain weapons
Deathwatch Training	Auto-confirm Righteous Fury against aliens
Heightened Senses (Sight, Sound)	+10 bonus to relevent senses
Killing Strike	Spend a Fate Point to make melee attack impossible to parry/dodge
Nerves of Steel	Re-roll failed tests to avoid pinning
Quick Draw	Ready as a free action
Resistance (Psychic Powers)	+10 bonus to resistance tests
True Grit	Reduce critical damage the character takes
Unarmed Master	1d10+SB damage, no Primitive trait
Unnatural Strength (x2)	Increase characteristic bonus by two
Unnatural Toughness (x2)	Increase charactertistic bonus by two

Combat Stats

Weapon Name	Skill	Class	Range	Rate of Fire	Damage	Penetration	Clip	Reload	Special	Weight	Req	Renown
Astartes Heavy Bolter	BS	Bolt	150m	-/-/10	2d10+10 X	6	60	Full	Tearing	68	-	-
Astartes Bolt Pistol	BS	Bolt	30m	S/3/-	2d10+5 X	5	14	Full	Tearing	5.5	-	-
Astartes Combat Knife	WS	Trad	Melee	-	1d10+2 R	2	-	-	-	2	-	-
Astartes Frag Grenade	BS	Thrown	SBx3	S/-/-	2d10 X	0	-	Blast (5)	-	0.8	-	-
Astartes Krak Grenade	BS	Thrown	SBx3	S/-/-	3d10+4 X	6	-	-	-	0.8	-	-
Backpack ammo suppply Bolt/Las/Flame	-	-	-	-	-	-	250/100/75	-	-	40	-	-
Astartes Chainsword	WS	Chain	Melee	-	1d10+3 R	4	-	-	Balanced, Tearing	10	5	-

• Initiative Bonus: +4
• Movement: 4/8/12/24
• Wounds: 19
• TB: +10
• Armor: 9/11
• Dodge: +0
• Parry: +0

Equipment

Weapons

• Weapon Name
  • Notes about weapon (upgrades, quirks, etc.)
  • Weapon Statline
    • Flavor text

Armour

• Spirit of Wrath
  • Death is Joy
  • Armor value - 8/10
  • +2 damage to attacks that do critical damage, +1 Magnitude damage to Hordes.
    • This armor epitomises the archetype of a warrior that is simply made to kill.

Standard Issue

• Tech Marine Package
  • Power Armor
  • Bolt pistol
  • Frag grenades (3)
  • Krak greandes (3)
  • Astartes combat knife
  • Repair cement
  • Chapter Trapping (Blood Drop Pendant)
  • Heavy Bolter w/backpack ammo supply

Other Equipment

• Equipment name
  • Equipment type
  • Equipment description
    • Flavor text

Experience

Total Experience - 17,000xp

Spent Experience - 17,000xp

Available - 0xp

Expenditures

Advance	Cost
The Flesh is Weak (1)	800
Autosanguine	500
Carouse	200
Intelligence Skill, Basic	200
Toughness Skill, Basic	200
Weapon Skill, Basic	500
Security, Simple	400
Lore, Forbidden, simple	400
Hatred (Chaos)	500
Right of Awe	1000
Survival, simple	300