[color=tan][h2][center]Phantom Regality[/center][/h2][/color][center][img]http://i.imgur.com/XcVYNVc.png[/img][/center]
	Phantom Regality crossed his arms and listened carefully to Paper Moon's orders, running over the plans in his head as he spoke.  From what he grabbed, three groups were gonna be continuously assaulting the campers by the Sanctuary with tanks and small squadrons.  And he, along with the masked healer close by him, was gonna be in charge of one of the squads.  The Necromancer smirked ever so slightly and set himself in motion towards one of the tanks, used to a commanding position due to his usual power with micromanaging, and intending to make use of his experience here.  He climbed aboard the iron mammoth he had approached and stood on the commander hatch, looking at the fifteen that had gathered around.  He had to admit, these players looks significantly more capable than most he'd seen running around the place, quite a few of them equipped with heavy weaponry and even heavier armor.  The boy smiled slightly and beckoned them onto the tank.  [color=tan]"Men, women, and those in between, let's crack some fucking heads!"[/color]  He heard a series of powerful [color=gray]"HOORAH's"[/color] followed by the squeaky voice of a small rogue that was near the front.

	[color=lightgray]"Did you just assume my gender!?"[/color]  The stealthy avatar was, for lack of a better word, triggered.  [color=lightgray]"I'll have you know that I identify as a demig-"[/color]

	Being as quiet as he possibly could be while the Assassin gave her rant, he hopped off the tank and found his way back to Nostradamus, then proceeded to pull him to the armored gun and got back on top of the cannon with him.  He quickly looked over the vehicle, then opened up the hatch and gave the driver a thumbs up, and chuckled slightly.  [color=tan]"Do me a favor and drive forward like half a foot or something."[/color]  The vehicle's operator was all too happy to comply, having heard the mouse outside speaking.  He tapped the gas pedal slightly and smirked as the sound of a light avatar getting on the side was heard.  [color=tan]"Thanks man."[/color]  He stood back up and shot the same gesture to Paper Moon, signalling that Squad One was ready.

	That rogue was still ranting, albeit at a slower pace due to the readied state of the war machine 'she' was sitting on.

	[@Jedly][@Bombardier]