Sharpshooter Rogue - Richard "sharpey" Pointer

[Medium Sized Model - 25mm Base]

[Presupported with LYS files in 32mm & 75mm Scale]

A Drylander once stationed on the Sudd Tohsti border. As a soldier, Sharpey saw more action than most in Baldur’s Army. Skirmishes with smugglers and brigands at the border were common, and during the time of the marauding orcs, his company was one that was sent to halt their advances in the drylands, suffering heavy casualties to do so. It was then that he became disillusioned with the Crown, pledging allegiance to General Alexei during the coup attempt of 3E305. With Alexei dead and most of the traitors being rounded up for firing squads, Pointer followed a group of his comrades who were locals into the slums, where they found comrades in the Underkeepers: a nationalist, anti-monarchist gang that embroiled the same ideologies as Alexei.

Richard Pointer was born and raised in Baldur’s southernmost settlement of Sudshore, military service was nigh mandatory for the Drylanders near Sudd Tohst’s border, with only the weak and infirm seeing exception for service. Elsewise, all men were forced by order of the crown to undergo a two year stint in the regiments, posted along the border - one of the more bloody stations in Baldur. Whilst those at the Ukrondian border might see occasional attacks by insurrectionists or Orc war parties, Sudd Tohst’s border was a constant uphill battle. Smugglers aided by warbands or mages, blasting through Baldur’s defences and firing line. Beyond that, the border saw regular attempts by outlaws to cross between, usually Baldurian outlaws fleeing into the lawless lands of Sudd Tohst. Attacks by brigands and violent flocks of refugees were also common, those trying to leave the ravages of Sudd Tohst’s many inner-conflicts by any means necessary. Through all this, the border hardened men into calloused tools of war before they held twenty summers to their name.

Richard, or “Sharpey” as he’d come to be called by his regiment, had seen more action than the majority of soldiers within Baldur’s armed forces; officers in padded armchairs in Grimhelm knew nothing of the hell endured by the grunts at the borders. When a large Orc warband decimated the Ukrondian border defences, Richard’s company along with the majority of the Drylands regiments were brought under the command of General Alexei. At the Closed Fist Mountains the Baldurian forces collided with a blood hungry warband that knew neither fear nor pain, whose lack of self-preservation and nigh-endless numbers made them the deadliest foe any in Baldur’s army had faced.

When the battle had finished the Orcs had fought to their last, and two-thirds of the Baldurians that met them had perished, and thousands more were wounded. The carnage broke the minds of most men there, for such bloodshed and savagery had never before been seen. Any who might’ve held abolitionist views rescinded them that day. General Alexei, a local to Veinril, was openly infuriated at high command and the crown for their inaction and inability to provide aid during the ordeal, citing nothing but repulsement for letting the Drylander contingents be thrown to the meatgrinder. Days after, the King insisted that General Alexei and the veterans have a parade in their honour in the capital of Grimgate. It was here that he devised his plot for a military coup, to overthrow the Crown and instill a military led junca in Grimgate, and introduce reform for the nation.

The coup, instigated by General Alexei and backed by the Drylander regiments, ultimately failed. Alexei was killed and the Drylander soldiers that backed him were either killed in the fighting, or by firing squads shortly after. Sharpey, who had vehemently believed in the cause, barely escaped his own death when it became clear that their revolution had been cut short. Falling in with a group of locals who he had been posted with back at the border, he was able to escape the firing squads, masking his Drylander features and slipping into the slums. It was here that the group found company in the Underkeepers, a local gang who was quick to notice the group of failed rebels. Pleading empathy to General Alexei’s cause, they explained their own, which quickly convinced Sharpey and his friends to pledge their allegiance there, for the flag of Baldur was now stained in tyranny. With the Underkeepers, Sharpey had one more chance to see his comrades avenged.