After a series of amusing incidents involving the local mayor (definately a necromancer), some unpopular policies, and said mayor's house 'mysteriously' burning down, he left with comrades Natasha and Svetlana for glorious paradise city of Grantabrugge.
The journey across Europa lead to the discovery that Ivan was good with tongues (and languages too), and seems to have left a string of angry fathers across Teutonia and Gaul. Ivan would like it to be known that the incident in Paris was not his fault.
He was somewhat disappointed to discover that although there was green grass and pretty girls, there were also necromancers, no wodka, and barkeepers who fiddle the exchange rate so that he had to leave his sword in Roystone.
He has recently been adopted by the Caledonians of Clan McCloud?, to take part in the highland games and thus stop the invasion of Vessex. He did rather well, and was voted to definately not be a southern pansy.
He set up his own Wodka still, then went on some crazy mission to make a heart for the Lady Rosamund or something. He has not returned. His funeral was very moving. Whereever he is, he probably maintains there isn't enough wodka.
Has come back. Was rather uncommunacative as to what had happened. He had a sword on his face.
Ascended to join the Lord Humact 12th February, 1294, following his defeat of Kernish necromancer Bartholomew the Black.
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