[Medium Sized Model - 25mm Base]
[Presupported with LYS files in 32mm & 75mm Scale]
Known as the Giant Slayer among the populace of Baldur, Orsinius is a legend in the eyes of the military and citizenry alike. A legend he has cultivated himself through the years, using his abundance of coin to pay bards to sing his praise and scholars to write his biographies. His ego is fuelled by pride, and though his martial prowess is true, he only cares for his deeds should they be worthy of tales in the future.
Few know what lies beneath the shadow-veiled visage of Orsinius, save for the ego of one who’s lived for over a century, with a myriad of tales to tell of their greatest battles. There are some that say Orsinius is not one person, but many, perhaps dozens over the century who have donned the same armour in bid to continue a legacy that inspires the hearts and minds of Baldur’s populace. Baldur’s modern hero. First did he rise to public praise after slaying the Giant of the Drylands, a rampaging cyclops that had ravaged many of Baldur’s southern villages. The deed earned him a knighthood, and a place within the Field Marshal’s court, often used to invoke awe in the general populace. If there was a monster that needed slaying or a village that needed defending, Orsinius was sent to valiantly serve his realm.
For decades this was the case, Field Marshals would age and retire or perish in battle, yet Orsinius would remain. Six Field Marshal’s did he serve before Kurt Williams would become his new liege, and ever did the young Marshal use the Giant Slayer’s services. In the decades of Williams’ rule, he saw more blood than all the years past combined. Through the forests at Nan Thalias’ border, the savannahs of the south and jungles of Ukrondia he was sent, an agent of death for any rumoured monster that might hide in the nooks and crannies of the kingdom. Though most men might collapse in exhaustion at such a monumental task, it only seemed to spur Orsinius on.
For in his travels he met many a troubadour and bard, and whilst some conferred to travel alongside him to witness his adventures first hand, he also paid many off to write songs of his deeds. There they would spread from hush corners of backwater villages all the way to the walls of Grimgate and Grimhelm within a matter of months, songs of his praise already being sung by the time he returned.
Now he looks to write a new ballad, written in the blood of rebellion as he staunches the rebel threat that seeks to uproot Baldur’s traditions and values. Yet now a new foe emerges, with the Draksborne fleet on Grimhelm’s doorstep. Though many fear this new plight, Orsinius simply sees it as a tantalizing twist in his latest tale, a new chapter in his century-long legacy.
