**[Medium Sized Model - 25mm Base]
[Presupported in 32mm & 75mm scale]**
A young barboy turned soldier after promises of adventure and glory. The horrors Cedric saw and committed in the Liturium War left him forever changed. He deserted his mercenary company, finding a way to earn gold as a living elsewhere, before a path of redemption opened up before him, which he reluctantly walked. Though the path’s end has drawn him to this Crucible, where he now fights, seemingly as a champion of Tharador himself.
Most of Cedric’s life was spent in the care of his aunt, the owner and proprietor of Wildern’s Wildhouse, one of the few inn’s of Wildern at Baldur’s fringes of civilization. His life there was quiet, simple. His father Rolf was a retired soldier, who worked within the Wildhouse to Cedric’s aunt until his own passing when Cedric was only six. From an early age Cedric was given his own tasks and chores within the inn, from cleaning and clearing to making of sheets and even the pouring of ale. It was a life he had grown accustomed too and all the days blurred together for all he could remember. It was not until Cedric was sixteen summers old that he began to feel the monotony of his life take its toll. Shortly after he began feeling this, a group of adventurers passed through Wildern, staying at the Wildhouse. The usual patrons of the inn were travelling merchants or caravans passing from north to south. This group en route to Dornat Al Karit to supposedly save the world truly piqued his interest, especially so that they planned to travel through The Reach forest, a place inhabited by the dark and terrible beast Melwyn, said to spare no mortals who entered his realm.
Even with the warning Cedric gave them, the party paid no mind and he watched in horror as they stepped through the forest’s edge the next morning. Truly he wandered of their fate for days, until another group of Bounty Hunters stayed within his inn the next day. The stories they could share of Tharador to Cedric left him in awe, for his life had never left Wildern. Their talks made him feel as though his life would be wasted in Wildern. Begging to join them, the bounty hunters from The Mandril Vilor reluctantly let him take up his father’s pistol and accompany them on their journey northward as they looked for their target on the road to Nortros. In the resulting combat, Cedric narrowly avoided death, feeling invigorated by the battle as adrenaline coursed through him.
Once they reached Nortros, Cedric was encouraged to join The Golden Griffins by the bounty hunters, citing his inexperience would see him quickly killed in the Mandril Vilor, but The Golden Griffins would build him up. Shortly after Cedric finished his training, war erupted between Leacianus and its two human neighbours to the south: Formen & Baelfire.Thrust into war, Cedric’s life was forever changed at the atrocities he saw and committed himself. Forever he would hold the burden of guilt like lead upon his shoulders. He walked down a path of redemption, and at its end he found himself chosen by a strange Elven man, to fight in this Crucible of Champions.