Dark Lands: Weitere Neuheiten
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There are many Ax-Drunes of Kernunnos, muscled killers in closed helms of iron and horn that reside in Kernow and Ys, but those of Carn Maen are particularly suited to the savage, brutal life amongst Carrowek’s armies. Raised – as Arthyen was – within Carn Maen upon the westernmost part of the mainland and exposed to the unforgiving, savage seas and gales around that wicked coast, the Ax-Drunes from that fortress are almost a breed apart from the Kernowek, let alone other humans. Tough and uncompromising, wicked and ruthless, Arthyen epitomises such warriors for he is one of their champions: a slab-muscled, cold-hearted murderer who thinks nothing of slaughtering man, woman or child. If the Horned God wills Arthyen and those of Carn Maen follow, however base the task, for Kernunnos will not be denied.
Around the cold coasts of the north and west of Eriu lurks Uuthüll, one of the eldest of Conand’s creatures: a mighty scaled and slimed monster arrayed with unearthly limbs and snapping jaws, encrusted with parasites and hardened skin and possessing an implacable, malign intelligence that even Baalor himself fears. Uuthüll’s dark renown ensures many wild tales are told of it, tales of ships and their crews pulled beneath the waves by a tentacled, evil-smelling leviathan and shieldwalls shattered by a lumbering monstrosity from the deeps that has no right to walk upon the land. Yet most such tales are no myth, for like all stories the truth is there for those that are willing to see, and when Uuthüll rises against the enemies of the Fomoraic and devours them bodily those tales are remembered and finally understood for the dire warnings they are.
The Dyndraig that lend their brutal blades to Cadwaladr, the famous Red Dragon of Teyrnas Gwynedd, are mighty allies indeed. Their numbers may be limited but the strength in their limbs and the unquenchable fire in their hearts ensures the Dyndraig are rightly feared by the enemies of the Brythoniaid, enemies who once thought, perhaps, that dragon-kind was finished. Naegannwg and his fire-standard demonstrates otherwise, for where a White Banner of Gwaelod is raised the Dyndraig stand with it and the dragons themselves are not far away, for all dragon-kind rise from the fires of the west and the bonds of kinship are yet strong for them all. It is Naegannwg’s honour – as a Tândyndraig – that he may call the greatest of them to battle, Dyndraig and Cawrdraig and even Draig, and whilst the immeasurable power of the other dragon-kin may be claimed elsewhere the Dyndraig, of course, will always answer that call if there is breath in their lungs.
A Pentarch of Ýdron may be a nominal rank within the unstable, chaotic hosts of the Hydrar yet it is still a position that ensures respect for its heritor, for any Hydrar who commands others of his race does so by being stronger, faster and more malignant than the rest. Thus, Hirakoth commands because he is greater in almost every aspect than those who follow him, a prospect that is deeply frightening to any who have fought the Hydres before and lived for their spite and ferocity in battle is legendary. Hirakoth himself is simply a warrior with few peers, a brutal killer of anything that crosses his path, a whirlwind of destruction made yet more deadly by the Hydrar that fight with him.
The fires of Gwaelod, despite the assaults upon that land by the Norsemen and the Érainn and the Fomoraic, rage still. Indeed, the Dyndreigiau defend their islands so effectively that Gwyddno Garanhir can afford to lend the blades of his kindred – of which the mighty Clundwr is but one – to Cadwaladr of Gwynedd, the Red Dragon, who takes to the field so that the Brythoniaid survive. Such is the might of just one man-dragon only Clundwr would be enough to turn the tide of battle, should he face mere humans: yet the hosts of Cadwaladr’s enemies contain foes that can trouble even a Dyndraig, and so Clundwr faces Jötunn and Brute and Gúthbera and Srónax alongside his kin, thus forming an impenetrable wall of iron-hard skin and savage strength and the unquenchable fire within all those of Gwaelod.
Preislich sehen die Modelle so aus:
- Arthyen of Carn Maen, Ax-Drune Champion – 8,99 Pfund
- Uuthüll, Risen Kraacken – 71,99 Pfund
- Naegannwg, Tândyndraig of Gwaelod – 26,99 Pfund
- Hirakoth, Pentarch of Ýdron – 22,49 Pfund
- Clundwr, Dyndraig of Gwaelod – 22,49 Pfund
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