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Hetan

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Hetan

 

Name: Hetan

Pseudonyms: none

Age: unknown

Race: Barghast

Appearance: White paint smeared on face, shoulder length red ochre-staned braids, muscled arms, body covered in thick and rancid grease

Warren: None

Further info: Of the White Face Clan, daughter of Humbrall Taur, older sister to Cafal and Netok

 

When first met, Hetan and her brothers have been sent by their father, the Barghast White Clan warchief, south towards Capustan to investigate short-tailed, blade-armed demons (K'ell hunters) that have appeared in the dreams of Barghast bonecasters. They meet and travel with a group including Keruli, Gruntle and Stonny. The three Barghast, using sorcery, defeat a K'ell hunter in a battle in which Netok loses his life. In mourning, Hetan presents the Barghast ancestral demands to the Mask Council in Capustan. Hetan is a Barghast shoulderman and an accomplished warrior. She's also a woman of passionate and guiltless appetites, bedding men when opportunities present. She is currently with the now mortal Tool amongst the barghast clans.


 

Hetan, his daughter

MoI, Dramatis Personae

 

Description

 

"The three Barghast were clearly siblings, with the woman the eldest. White paint had been smeared on their faces, giving them a skull-like appearance. Braids stained with red ochre hung down to their shoulders, knotted with bone fetishes. All three wore hauberks of holed coins - the currency ranging from copper to silver and no doubt from some looted hoard, as most looked ancient and unfamiliar to Gruntle's eye. Coin-backed gauntlets covered their hands."

MoI, US HB, p. 170

 

"'I enjoy killing and riding men and little else,' Hetan growled, crossing her muscled arms."

MoI, US HB, p. 170

 

"'Fighting,' Gruntle muttered. 'What you enjoy the most.'

'Yes, but for now I would ride you.'"

MoI, US HB, p. 172

 

"That grease had been something of a challenge the night just past, Gruntle reflected, but he'd managed none the less, sporting a formidable collection of bruises, scratches and bites as proof. Hetan had been... energetic - "

MoI, US HB, p. 173

 

"'To mourn is to feel a flower's slow death, hill bear. To bed a man is to recall the flower's bright glory'"

MoI, US HB, p. 274

 

"'You dare address us in such a tone --'

'I do, you fart-fouled runt!'"

- Hetan to Rath'D'rek

MoI, US HB, p. 277

 

"'...there are most certainly Toblakai traits among Hetan and her people.'"

- Rath'Queen of Dreams

MoI, US HB, p. 284

 

"'Yet what the clans fear most in their warleader is his intelligence. Of his ten children, Hetan is most like him in that wit.'"

- Cafal

MoI, US HB, p. 279

 

"'Fortunate, then, that you found Hetan.'

The man grunted. 'Problem is, she's insatiable.'"

- Paran and Gruntle

MoI, US HB, p. 508

 

"They set out across the plain, Humbrall Taur, Hetan and Cafal equally awkward on their borrowed mounts."

MoI, US HB, p. 542

 

"Hetan rode closer, reached out and closed a hand on Kruppe's cloak collar. She half dragged him from his saddle, her smile broadening. 'Man of Lard,' she hissed, 'When I bed you - soon - this mule will need a travois to carry what's left of you. Dragging everyone along in your dance of words is a fine talent, but come tonight, I will pump the breath from your lungs. I will leave you speechless for days to come. And I will do all this to prove who is the master between us.'"

MoI, US HB, p. 542

 

"'Two days,' Hetan growled from Whiskeyjack's other side. 'I stole his voice... for two days - I had been expecting longer, since the man's heart damn near gave out.'"

MoI, US HB, p. 639

 

"...Hetan muttered. 'He wasn't supposed to get besotted, the slimy worm! Spirits below, such an appetite!'"

MoI, US HB, p. 648

 

"'...if you value your life, Tiste Andii, leave the lass to her gravid misery.'"

- Humbrall Taur to Orfantal

MoI, US HB, p. 653

 

Power

 

"'You think we come unprepared for such battle? We stood long in the bone circle, Captain, whilst every shaman of the gathered clans danced the weft of power.'"

MoI, US HB, p.176

 

"'More than just warriors, then. I should have guessed. Cafal's chant in the Thrall. He is a shoulderman; and Hetan is his female counterpart.'"

- Itkovian

MoI, US HB, p. 353

 

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