Aidan Revelor
Bandit Prince of the Hochland Marauders
"Gold is fine. But I’m here for your attention."
Born the third son to a disgraced Hochland noble house, Aidan was never meant to inherit anything—so he took everything else. Charismatic, sharp-witted, and uncomfortably observant, he left his family estate before age sixteen, disappearing into the Drakwald Forests and emerging years later as the orchestrator of chaos.
Where others pillaged for survival, Aidan designed raids like operas—with decoys, shadows, whispers, and blades in backs before dawn. He wears his noble blood like a cloak, not out of pride, but as a costume—a remnant of the old world to mock what civilization once meant.
Some say he was trained by Tilean duelists. Others claim he seduced a Chaos cultist and lived to tell the tale. A few swear he once infiltrated a Middenheim court masquerade just to steal a book.
Whatever the truth, one thing is certain—Aidan Revelor never robs for coin alone. Every heist is a message. Every ambush, a performance.
And now? He turns his eye toward Mordheim, drawn not just by wyrdstone—but by the twisted poetry of a dead city full of treasure, madness, and masks.
Fighting Style
- Master of feints and counters; duels like a man playing chess while dancing.
- Wields a thin, ornate rapier and a dagger hidden in his bracer.
- Prefers psychological combat—taunts, lures, misdirection.
Personality
- Suave, confident, with a voice that could sell wine to Sigmar himself.
- Ruthless when needed, but only after he’s given you a chance to amuse him.
- Hates boredom more than death.
Symbols and Aesthetic
- Wears dark hunter’s leathers cut like noblewear.
- Often seen with a scarlet sash (spoils from a noble he humiliated in single combat).
- Has a silver locket containing a piece of paper with only one word: “soon.”
Narrative Hooks
- Secretly keeps a journal of every worthy opponent he’s crossed blades with.
- May be the illegitimate son of someone very high-ranking in the Empire.
- Has a bounty on his head so large, even his own lieutenants consider betrayal now and then.
Aidan Revelor doesn’t conquer through fear—he conquers through story. Every move he makes is theater, and every warband member is a character in his play.
| Profile | M | WS | BS | S | T | W | I | A | Ld |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| Aidan | 4 | 4 | 3 | 3 | 3 | 1 | 4 | 3 | 8 |
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