The veteran warrior priest has managed Stromdorf's temple of Sigmar for more than twenty years. The townsfolk flock to his stirring sermons which inspire them with hope in these dark times. Bull-necked with muscles of steel he wears an iron circlet on his bald head fashioned with the sigils of Sigmar. In his youth, he fought Chaos Warriors in the frozen Kislevi winter of 2480.

His eyes burn with pious rage beneath his beetled brow and the great silver ring through his broken nose furthers his resemblance to an angry ox. His face is crisscrossed with old battle scars and the twin tailed comet of Sigmar is branded into his forehead. He is always clad from neck to waist in heavy steel-breasted plate.