Among the beleaguered and exhausted Cimmerian warriors of Conall’s Valley in Age of Conan, the name of the war-leader Kern Wolfeye is spoken with a clashing mix of hatred and respect. 
 Kern licked a dry tongue over his cracked lips. His cold-ravaged face, his amber, lupine gaze. He looked like a creature out of the blizzard. Like a wolf. Savage and strong.
“To answer your question,” he said. “Yea. I hunt the Vanirs. And the Ymirish. And they might well be my father’s people.” Brig saw how the admission hurt. A quick flash of pain behind those yellow, unblinking eyes. “But my mother was Cimmerian, by Crom, and so am I.”

This is Kern Wolfeye in Age of Conan. Could he make earn enough Age of Conan Gold? We are waiting.