A small figure, wrapped in grey-green rags and bandages, leaning on a pair of canes accompanied by the smell of moss-leprosy. 
Subsequently he heard the call of Saint Garradan and established a hospice for fellow sufferers in the ruins of the very first Grand Hospice. 
|Sigmar gives me strength, friend. As he gave Saint Garradan the strength to fight against the slaves of darkness. Sigmar guided me across many battlefields in my time, and this is but one more. Though I rather think it shall be my last. It is a good place, though.
~Carazo to Gardus Steel Soul .