Sleek Sharpwit

"I was the scourge of the Worlds Edge. From Hell Pit to Cripple Peak my name was dread. I was undefeated, feared, peerless in battle, renowned for my cunning. The world rested in my paws. History is written by victors, if it is written at all. I was Gnawdwell’s favourite, but unlike Queek I earned it. And who remembers now? Who cares? Ten years since I left to serve my master in Skavenblight. Three generations of brainless meat husks that never knew enough to dread the name Sleek!"

- Sleek Sharpwit, former Warlord of Clan Mors

Warlord Sleek Sharpwit, known as Old-thing by many of his jealous rivals, was once a mighty and much-feared Skaven Warlord of the dreaded Clan Mors, whom was known famously for his extrodinary combat skills and his extreme cunning and guile, even amongst his conniving brethrens. In his former prime, Sleek Sharpwit was the bane of the World's Edge Mountain, from the cages of Hell-Pit to the mines of Cripple Peak, Sleek's name was synonymous with dread, and at his height, Sleek bested Warlord Rask and became the Warlord of the City of Pillars and the personal favourite of Lord Gnawdwell himself. His reputation become so great that he also became a servant of the Council of Thirteen.

For a Skaven of such power and status, Sleek lived out a very long life, but the age of time had since slowly taken his toll upon the mighty Warlord. In time, upstart Warlords such as the now legendary Queek Headtaker had replaced him as the new Warlord of the City of Pillars. Sleek is now a very, very old Skaven, blind in one eye, hairless and is forced to now walk on cruches. Though such fraility would have spelt the death of such a vermin, such was Sleek's immense reputation and favor within the Under-Empire, coupled with his immesne cunning has allowed him to still possess a commanding influence on many of his subordinates. Even in such an old state, Sleek has still shown a glimmer of his former combat prowess when provoked into a confrontation. Even as the moment of his death came slowly towards him, Sleek was able to, with the aid of Warpstone, fought the Headtaker to a standstill before the last bit of his strenght finally gave out. Before finally dying, Sleek expressed his one true desire throughtout all his life, for all he ever craved was the need to be remembered.

Source

 * Headtaker (Novel) by David Guymer