Zareynil The Mournful

[Executioner]

DoW-hahmoa pukkaa. Kotitekoinen sankari. EDIT: Kommentti on aina kivaa. Korjattu pari pikkujuttua, kuten pistehinta, vie nyt Heron ja Raren, +5 Wardi ammuksia vastan.

“He cannot live neither die in this world
Burning sensation inside, you know how that hurts?
Making up for the crimes of your life
With scythe as your sword,
you must fight 'till the end of time”

- Sonata Arctica, Picturing the Past



Areynel and his brother Zareynil were inseparable. They were elves, who lived in the Empire, in the small town of Kreiksburg with their family. Zareynil was a wild child, and always in trouble. He was a real nuiscance to the town’s people, unlike her sister. Areynil was perfect. She was beautiful, intelligent and kind. In one thing they were equal, however: they loved each other above all else. Little did they know, that their peaceful life was about to be ended by a tragic event.

When they were still young, only seventy years old, the Beastmen attacked and slaughtered the whole town. Only Zareynil and Areynel were saved, as Areynel was taken as prisoner, for she was an alluring beauty, her long, dark blue hair in perfect tone with her pale, innocent face and large, blue eyes, like those of a fawn. The savage beastmen planned to sacrifice that beautiful lady to their Dark Gods at one of their unholy Herdstones.

Zareynil, instead, would been slaughtered, but he was agile and cunning, and ran to the forest near their village. He hid there until he saw Beastmen carrying his sister away to the Herdstone. Zareynil followed them, and when their foul Shaman was about to kill his sister, Zareynil distrupted. He hurled himself at the Shaman’s ceremonial dagger, allowing her sister to flee from Beastmen, who left her unguarded. The strike didn’t kill Zareynil however, and the Beastmen decided to sacrifice him instead.

When Zareynil was hit by the grim knife, a magnificient burst of light erupted from his chest. So great was his love for her sister, that his soul wouldn’t leave this world. Zareynil became a wandering soul, who cannot be killed. The warping energies of Chaos combusted with Divine energies, they created something not dead nor living, not a creature of Chaos neither Law, but something between. Now Zareynil is searching for her sister, desperately trying to find her. He appears as a handsome elven man dressed in black cloak which flickers around him, concealing and hiding him. On his face he holds a mask carved into a liking of a mournful face, and in his hand is a massive schyte. Eternally in pain due to the rending blow caused by the damned dagger of the Dark Gods, he is a pitiful creature. If things were different, he could have lived a normal life. Now his is cursed into eternal agony and torment, wandering around the Old World in his search for his sister, or even a small evidence of that she lives.

Zareynil the Mournful...190 pts

Zarenyl can be taken as a Dogs of War unit for the following armies:
Dogs of War, Lizardmen, Empire, High Elves, Dark Elves, Dwarves and Wood Elf armies. He will take a single Hero Choice and a single Rare choice..

M5 WS6 BS4 S3 T3 W2 I7 A3 Ld10

Equipment: Zareynil is armed with the Dark Schyte and wears the Mask of Mourning.

Magic Items:

Dark Schyte:

This large, schyte-like weapon is not from this world. It is a misty form of a mighty schyte, existing in other dimensions and planes. It has been carried by Zareynil for ages, and no-one knows where did he get it.

The Dark Schyte adds +2 to the user’s Strenght and requires two hands. It's attacks count as Magical. In addition, the Schyte distrups reality istelf, warping time backwards and forwards, making Zareynil harder to hit. He has a +5 Ward Save against mundane and Magical missiles.

Mournful Mask:

This dark mask is a item of great power, worn by Zareynil always. Some folklorists of the Empire claim that he Mournful Mask is not a Mask at all, instead it is the face of Zareynil himself, only so stoic and sad that it is descriped as a mask. However, the Mask has an ability to make even the steadfastiest man to think about his own death and inevitable doom.

This mask contains a Bound Spell of Level 3. If cast, one enemy unit not in close combat and with Line of Sight to Zareynil must take a Panic Test. Units Immune to Psychology are immune to this spell.

Special Rules:


Ethereal Mist:

Zareynil is a wandering, insubstantial being and cannot be harmed by mundane weapons. Only magical attacks can wound him. He may move through Difficult and Very Difficult, and even Impassable terrain as it was open ground. Though, if he is moving through Impassable terrain, he must still end his move on Difficult, Very Difficult or Open terrain. Zareynil blocks Line of Sight as normal.

Though he cannot be harmed by mundane weapons, Zareynil will always take a single wound is he loses combat. As an Undead creature, Zareynil is Unbreakable and Immune to Psychology. In addition, all attack against him are -1 To Hit due to black, smoke-like cloak of his that covers and hides him. In addition, Zareynil causes Fear. He can never join another units.

Eternal Pain:

When the cursed sacrificial dagger struckt Zareynil, it left a wound that always reimains, even in afterlife. It slowly eats Zareynil away, taking control of his thoughts, and finally, there will only be madness as the pain grows so great. This pain may be useful, though, as anger caused by such a fate can drive Zareynil into a blood-mad frenzy of hate and devastating blows from his Schyte.

At the beginning of your Movement Phases, before Charges are declared, Zareynil must take a Leadership test. If he fails, he is subject to Frenzy and Hatred until your next Movement Phase, even though normally Immune to Psychology. For every failed Eternal Pain test Zareynil's Leadership is lowered by one for the rest of the game.

Burning Rage:

Zareynil hates all servants of Chaos with burning passion, for he cannot forget what was done to him and his sister. He can re-roll all throws To Wound against all Chaos units. This can be combined with his Eternal Pain.