Daemon Von Kross

    It was a dark foggy night on the coastal marches of the borderlands between Bretonnia and the Empire. The moon, hidden in clouds when they came. The Druchii landed their raiding boats up shore about 5 miles from the Imperial village of Yolmburg to avoid detection. The raid was a complete success, the humans taken in utter surprise and Yolmburg was put to the touch, the remaining inhabitants taken as slaves. Back on the Druchii raiding ship it was business as usual, some slaves tortured to death for the crews amusement, and some female slaves used to pass the long hours at sea. This was the fate of Loraine Von Kross. Was it luck or bad luck? only each individual could answer that according to their own sensibilities. 
 What the Druchii did not know was that their cousins from Ulthuan had spotted their ship, and as per the blood enmity between them, steeled themselves to remove this vessel from the sea of claws. The battle was intense and heated between these 2 mortal enemies, but in the end the high elves prevailed, boarding the vessel and killing the crew. On board they found 35 slaves left alive, but still High Elves have to overt love for humans, nor do they have Enmity towards them either. So it was their decision to set the slaves ashore a few miles from an imperial settlement where they could find shelter and help.
 From here Loraine pondered what to do with her family and village both gone, being only 16 at the time she had little options and she set out for the village of Skara Brae in the North East of the Empire, about 10 miles from the coast and very close to the Bretonnian boarder where her fathers brother lived and owned a farm of some success. The uncle knowing what had happened to his brothers village gladly took her in, and as time passed they began to notice, she was now graven with a half breed child. But being a kind hearted family they did not fault her this, instead they concocted an explanation that would not shame the girl. As far as anyone else in the village knew, this was the child of her recent husband Yohan, who was killed in the Druchii raid. Not that a word of it was true, but no one but the family knew this. So 9 month later Daemon was born, taking his mothers surname of Von Kross.
 Fortune smiled upon the child as even though he was a half breed, of Druchii and Human blood, his appearance looked mainly human, albeit a very handsome specimen of the race, Standing 6 foot tall with slightly almond shaped strikingly pale blue eyes. His ear, mostly hidden by his long straight silken raven black  hair, had ever so slight a point to the tips. He was raised in a house of hard work, good company, and a loving family. In this environment he learned the value of honesty, and integrity. As Daemon grew he noticed something odd about himself, he did not seem to age quite like his compatriots his own age in the village, where they looked their age he always seems to appear younger, more youthful. It was then that after his questioning of this that his mother told Daemon of his true parentage. Although shocked, Daemon was not upset, for he understood how the world worked now that he was older and realized the deception was necessary. Just like he realized he would eventually have to leave the village before his longevity really became apparent.
  So it was that in his 30th season, Daemon bid farewell to his mother and uncle, making his way into the world, doing odd jobs from place to place, until in a secluded village he happened upon a tall imposing man, attired in a long dark leather coat and wide brimmed hat. He knew immediately what this man was, a Witch Hunter. His name Mathias Von Braun, and he was looking to higher for his latest hunt. He needed a tracker. With no one else willing to draw the attention of Mathias by volunteering, Daemon stepped up to accept the job having tracking experience from hunting in his youth. This was the start of his apprenticeship into the Witch Hunter world as he did well enough that Mathias encouraged him to travel with him and learn from him. That was 15 years ago, and in that time the 2 became close, as a mentor and student would. With Daemon eagerly drinking in the lore and knowledge that Mathias imparted unto him about the various monsters and corruptions that plague the lands of both the Empire and Bretonnia. It did not take Mathias long to deduce Daemon's heritage, but also for him to see the good in him from his upbringing, not the evil of the lands of Nagaroth. Thus it was they decided, if the question was ever raised, he was not half Dark Elf, he was Half Wood Elf. His father from the woodlands of Athel Loren, thus explaining Daemon's love of the empire, from his mother, and his appearance and longevity from his father.
  Now after his mentorship under Mathias, Daemon roams the lands pf the marches, crossing back and forth between the Empire and Bretonnia as needed as a Witch Hunter. A follower of Order undivided so to speak. He follows no one particular god, but respects the spheres of each of the gods of order, knowing each has a time and a place to look to for guidance. Need guidance in healing, seek the helping hand of Shallya, or the Lady of the Lake. Need to follow a particularly difficult track in the wilderness? Look To Taal. And most importantly for him, about to engage the vile forces of Chaos seeking to undermine the the world? Call upon Ulric or Sigmar and their eternal hatred of Chaos. In his travels as a Witch hunter, Daemon Presents himself to the nobles of any province he enters to obtain the proper writs and papers to hunt the enemies of the Empire in their lands. His life now one of seeking out any corruption, beast, undead  or monster that would threaten the Empire.
  This brings us to today, in a sweltering steamtank, crammed in like livestock bouncing along a road heading to the front of the latest orc incursion in the area. Daemon's assignment from Baron Wolfgang Van Totten, a lord of little repute but still master of these lands, clear. Head to the front with the latest wave of his forces to fight the orc incursions, and at all costs seek out and kill the Hedge Witch helping to empower the Orc Boss, Agatha Blackthorn.