Champion Of The Serpent - Theubian

[Medium Sized Model - 25mm Base]

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

Part of a secretive sect diverged within the Hinatali nobles, Theubian acts as their enforcer and blade. Those who oppose their plans, their design and sow dissidence not according to their own will, are met with a gruesome end at the hands of Theubian. These serpent worshippers within Hinatal make up a small secretive faction, one that is unknown to all except those who are in it.

Theubian is the blade Hinatal’s nobles keep sheathed until politeness fails. He walks in the city’s gilded streets as a citizen in good standing, a Sun Elf among Sun Elves, his presence unremarkable by design. No banners follow him. No household claims him openly. In a city where power wears perfume and silk, Theubian is the quiet proof that some factions prefer their influence measured in fear. He belongs to a sect that splintered from the Hinatali nobility, a serpent-worshipping cabal that hides behind respectable names and immaculate towers. To the public, they are patrons and councillors. In the dark, they are something older, colder, and far more patient.

The sect does not seek chaos for its own sake. It seeks control. Hinatal is a city built on unity, sunlight, and carefully curated myth, and the serpent worshippers understand that such things are brittle. They cultivate dissidence the way gardeners cultivate flowers, pruning what grows wild and poisoning what grows in the wrong direction. When a rival house speaks too loudly, when a priest notices patterns they should not, when a clerk asks the wrong questions, Theubian is sent. He does not threaten and he does not negotiate. He removes problems, and he makes the removals memorable enough that others learn without needing a second lesson.

Those who meet him in violence rarely describe him the same way twice. Some say he moves like a duellist, all precision and economy, never wasting a step. Others swear he fought like a beast, closing distance too fast and finishing with ugly certainty. What is consistent is the aftermath. Theubian leaves scenes that feel less like killings and more like warnings, gruesome ends delivered with intent, as though the manner of death is part of the message. His loyalty is not to the Sun, nor to the city’s preached unity. It is to the hidden design of the serpent sect, and as long as their faction remains unknown to all but its members, Theubian will continue to ensure that curiosity, righteousness, and disobedience die quietly, in the dark, and far from the eyes of those who still believe Hinatal is pure.