About this 3D model
[Medium Sized Model - 25mm Base] [Presupported with LYS files in 32mm & 75mm Scale] Initially intended to be the captain of the forthcoming Dornat Al Karit branch of the Rossa Cartel, Torgrik’s dreams of power were cut short alongside Skilet’s life when the Cartel’s leader was assassinated. All plans for expansion into the Dwarven land were put on hold, and Torgrik reluctantly fell in with Marchese di Houf and his new brand of “gentlemanly” crime with the Nova-Rossa, one of a dozen proclaimed successor chapters of the Rossa Cartel. Torgrik, a loyal Lieutenant of the Rossa Cartel for two decades, had been given the word by Skilet that he would be the founding captain of the Dornat Al Karit branch of the cartel, and the first Dwarven captain. Then, two weeks later whilst patiently, but ecstatically awaiting instructions, Torgrik was informed Skilet had been killed during a raid conducted by the Golden Griffins. All plans for expansion were put on hold indefinitely, until the Cartel found its new leader. Such leadership never came, as instead a dozen apparent heirs raised their hands to lead the Cartel’s future, and an underground civil war soon erupted. Belfrie’s underworld was a battleground.Torgrik, had fortunately made his way to Baldur to prepare for the journey to his Dwarven homeland, narrowly dodging the war, finding temporary lodging in the Grimgate chapter of the Cartel, led by Marchese di Houf. Whilst Torgrik held contempt for his situation, he found admirable leadership qualities in di Houf, who despite his enormous stature, reminded him much of Skilet’s own leadership style. With his dreams of his own chapter dead, Torgrik thought his next best move was serving another successor, but far from the bloodbath in Belfrie. It was his hope that should di Houf pass on, he might receive the Nova-Rossa’s vote as their future leader. Though seeing the absolute firestorm that has become the remnant factions in Belfrie, he sees that is an unlikely possibility. Now he’s stuck in a state of limbo, unsure in his direction for the future, hoping that should the Nova-Rossa build solid enough foundations in Baldur, they might still expand to Dornat Al Karit. For Torgrik, his hope is to return to his homeland, for he has long grown weary of sunlight and the widely spaced cities of Men. Though if he were to leave there now, he would have no skills with which he could make a living from, and any crime syndicates there would likely cut his throat before he could try to join, thinking him a spy from a rival faction.