About Librarian VaylundStats:
50 WS 45 BS 50 WP 40 Int 50 Tgh (Unnat. Tgh x2) 40 Per (+10 Sight/Hear) 40 ST (Unnat. St. x2) (+20 in Armor) 50 AG 30 Fel Wounds 23
Skills and Talents:
Trained Skills Awareness (Per)
Basic Skills Barter (Fel)
Talents Ambidextrous
Traits: Hulking, Space Marine Implants, Unnatural Strength (2x), Unnatural Toughness (2x). Gear:
Nothing now as a prisoner Chapter Info:
Chapter Trapping: Iron Left hand (+10 Delicate Manipulation) Chapter Demeanor:
The Battle-Brothers of the Iron Hands appear to many as something of a contradiction, one which grows more extreme as more of their flesh is shorn from their bodies and replaced with cold steel. Those Iron Hands that have undergone many augmetics treatments appear coldly inanimate in their expressions, their voices replaced by monotone vox-casters and their bionic eyes unblinking. Yet, in truth, they see the inside with an anger that grows stronger with age and experience, becoming ever purer as more and more flesh is replaced. Iron Hands brethren abhor any trace of weakness, even more so than other Chapters. They are extremely puritanical in their drive to identify and purge weakness, and they are damning when they perceive it in others around them. They are quick to anger, even if their anger is sometimes expressed in coldly flat, mechanical tones. They are blunt and uncaring of any offence they might give in their criticisms of others, even the staunchest of allies. When confronted with allies who
In battle, the Iron Hands are coldly resolute, seemingly unmoved by their own losses. They utilise their anger and their hatred of weakness, identifying their enemy’s vulnerabilities and exploiting them ruthlessly. While the Iron Hands seek ultimately to purge and militate against what they perceive as their own weakness, they also seek out the weakness in their foes in order to punish it without mercy. Many Iron Hands Battle-Brothers scourge their flesh, inflicting pain and scarring on themselves as a constant reminder of the weakness of the biological. As more of their bodies are augmented, the areas of available flesh are reduced, until those few that are still visible are a mass of scar tissue. Only when even these last few shreds of the
History:
A brother of the Iron hand abhors weakness of his own flesh as much as his enemy. He doesn't take prisoners and is ruthless in close quarter combat, able to focus 10,000 years of Chapter anger towards a single foe. However, decades of battle has not quenched his thirst for vengeance against those who took their beloved Primarch Ferrus Manus. The Iron Hands re-conquered the heretic Conqtal sub-sector with swiftness and fury, subduing many planets before any resistance could be formed. That all changed on the capital world of Shardenus, where Brother Vaylund's vanguard fought against foul daemons and warp spawn beyond counting. A turning point in the battle was when brother Vaylund witnessed a mind-wrenching spectacle that almost led to his descent into madness. The roiling energies of the anomaly swelled in the skies overhead and reality itself warped and twisted. Under a mental assault that would have reduced most mortal warriors to gibbering husks, he heard the eath-screams of warriors not yet even born and witnessed the guttering of the brightest of stars. Upon regaining his wits, he found that his squad had been slaughtered and that he was barely alive with most of an arm and leg gone. His squad had held the line long enough for the chapter’s more experienced librarians to close the rift. Brother Vaylund would never be the same. After multiple cybernetic replacements,quite common in the chapter, he took assignments that further isolated himself, but a necessary step in his quest for lore. He knew he would need to be stronger and continued to push his limits. Vaylun would not rest until every threat to humanity and his Chapter were dead. As one of the few who with the willpower to overcome and survive horrendous warp events, it’s his duty to seek out what weaker fleshed men could not. Vaylund's latest post was aboard a ship escorting an explorator fleet that was raided by the Dark Eldar. In a daring attempt to buy time for the fleet his squad stormed the lead ship and nearly succeeded in taking out the bridge before being wounded and incapacitated. Upon awaking the world was very different and the his connection to the warp chocked. Stripped of everything he remained a prisoner for whatever means the Dark Eldar could devise. Even through the torture, his hatred kept him conscious, as it was greater than any physical pain they could inflict. The scars he would bear with pride until the flesh could be scourged for more appropriate mechanical replacements. Bionics and Implants:
Flesh is Weak x2 BQ Bionic Right Leg BQ Bionic Right Arm EQ Bionic Left Hand Psy Powers:
Reading: Action: Full, Opposed: No, Range: 5 metres x PR. Sustained: Yes Description: Diviners can read a person’s aura, the unconscious
Iron arm
Description: The Librarian sheathes his arm in an
Avenger
Description: The Librarian summons up the ancestors of his
Deus Ex Ferrum
Description:The Iron Hands Librarian focuses his mind and
Requisition:
15 Starting from Sponsor 20 Starting from Sponsor and fully covered in Armor from previous match. XP Spent:
2200/3450xp DEED: (FREE, Lose 1 FP)
Chapter Advances:
Rank 1:
Executioner axe
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