This dryad was proving a excellence source of information for Gronar. As now he knew were the daemons are coming from it would be easier to fight the legion. However he paused at the question on what he will do next. He could wait for Cenarius to come back and send him to his proper time. But the legion is still here. After mulling it over for a few minutes he decide he wanted to kill some daemons. The only problem he didn't know were this capital was. And on top of that he still wanted his sword back.
That only left what to do with the Dryad in front of him. She ask to take her with him if he did go outside the forest. "Im gonna go hunt some Daemons once that druid get back with my stuff." He explain to the Dryad. "You can come along. I am gonna need one thing from you. A name unless you want be called deer." Gronar told her.
"Don't worry about that daemons are tricky asshole." he said walking back to the log. "Best of luck to ya." the orc said to druid as he left the glade. Gronar return to relaxing waiting for who ever it was gonna come by. He didn't wait long in till a dryad appear with a basket. He retrieved the basket and began to eat its contents.
It was the first full meal he had since he came to this time. He ignore what the dryad said as he guzzled the entire jug of fermented juice ignoring what the dryad said about the alcohol. Once he was done he turn his attention back to the daughter of Cenarius. "That the remnant of an old curse. Its nothing important, Grom saw to that." The warrior explain to the Dryad settling back after his meal.
The rest of the felhounds being finished off by demi-god and druid's magic. Gronar took advantage of the quite to wipe the daemon blood of his sword. The two soon notice the missing human as well. Cenarius announce he was gonna hunt the other daemons still lurking in the forest and leaving the orc and night elf alone in the glade. "Were you think he keeps his boozes?" The warsong orc asked to himself taking a seat on a nearby log. He ignored Malfurion small panic attack as he relaxed on the from the recent battle.
"If ya going back to that place try and get my sword back. Also were is booze at I haven't had anything to drink in a long while." He said to Malfurion. Gronar quickly sprung into action as the felhound laced onto the leg of the druid. Drawing up his sword he hacked at both the daemon and the tendril.
[The southern lands of the Volsinii Empire] [Yelnas] [Centurion Sidonius, 5th Maniple, 12th Celeia legion]
For the men of the 5th Maniple it thankfully stopped raining a few hours early as the legionaries enter the outskirts of the town in the early morning light. Along with a paved road that made it easier for the convoy to reach their detestation. It was midday when the unit finally enter the town. Mud caked and exhausted as his unit dragged them into to the camp. As Sidonius was about the enter the command tent a familiar voice call his attention.
"You look like shit Sidonius," the Centurion turn to seethe grinning face of the orc Centurion. Leaning on one of the sign posts was the Centurion Durgash commander of the 12th assault Maniple.
“Blame it on those Virmar be damned knife-ears and that fucking mud.” Sidonius groaned to his fellow Centurion. Durgrash stood up and sauntering over to Sidonius.
“I have my marching orders I am taking my men west. To clear a supposed stronghold over there. Try to stay alive Sidonius.” With that the orc left Sidonius alone in front of the Legion Legate tent.
The centurion Sidonius ducked as he enters the tent and came face to face with the Legion Legate Decius Aper. And aged man of about 65-year veteran of the imperial civil wars. Was sitting behind his field desk reading reports not even looked up at Sidonius.
“Why was your convoy delayed by three days Sidonius?” the Legate asked.
“My convoy was waylaid by severe rain and elven rebel raids.” Sidonius explain to the Legion Legate. Aper took his eyes off the report and fixed on the centurion. Examining Sidonius for any signs of to doubt in the younger officer body langue.
“Very well centurion. I have a new directive from high command. Once your men have rested and showered you will lead them into town and moves all elves into detention camps. They forfeit anything over thirty marks.” the legate explains to Sidonius.
“Once the elven population is moved to the camps. You well repeated the process over the next several towns. If they refuse they are to be treated as rebels. Dismiss.” Sidonius fire off a salute and left the Legion Legate tent to find the shower.
Once the men of the 5th Maniple was rest and recovered from their journey to Yelnas move into town. From there the legionaries went street to street elves that were found were forcible evicted from there properties. With only the cloths that they were able to quickly pack before they were shoved out the door by imperial legionaries. Everything else was confiscated by the imperial army. The evicted elves are sent on the road towards the small city of Colasa several miles to the north to be shipped out to the detention camps.
For the people of the royalists faction within United Kingdoms there pleas were heard by the Volsinii empire. Emperor Messor was eager to maintain the status quo of the world sent them weaponry and ammo. At the same time Messor was organizing a group of volunteers to go aid the royalists faction in the fighting.
Gronar was impress with how the sword cut through the felhound. The orc thought the blade would splinter at the impact of the felhound. The two parts of the daemon fell harmlessly beside the orc he went on the hunt for more daemons. Gronar need to baptized the sword in daemon blood. He spotted another felhound making a lunge for him from the trees. He quickly sidestepped the lunging daemon. He quickly turning to faced the felhound he brought his sword down upon the daemon. The blade easily cleaved through the felhound neck. Cleaving its head from the rest of its body.
Stepping away from the daemons corpse he scan the glade. Cenarius and Malfurion were fighting with some other last remaining felhounds. Scanning the glade for any more daemons but soon relisted something. "Were did that human go?" he asked out loud to the other two in the Glade with him. Gronar continued to look around to see if he could spot the human.
|Country Size: TBD |Cities:| Volsin: The main capital of the empire and the largest of the city. Scupi: Major trading hub the second largest city in the empire. Carnotum: A burgeoning industrial center. Its situated in the mountains along rich mineral range. Acci: The major Industrial hub of the empire. Ader: A major Imperial port. Histria: The other major imperial port serves as the main naval base for the imperial fleet. |Natural Resources:| The empires main wealth comes from minerals wealth. The empire is rich in stuff as iron, coal, copper, and the like. Due to this and there heavy industrialization has left the empire having to import food stuff or extract it as tribune from near by nations.
|People & Culture:|
|Population:| 31 million |Demographics:| Volsin: The main population of the empire. Ruber Capillus: called that because of there red hair that is common for the people. The occupty the northern coast of the empire and were one of the nation to be brought into the empire. Southlanders: Living in the southern boarder states the people there are lumped into one broad category. They tend to be rebellious towards the imperial government. |Government:| Absolute monarchy |Ruler:| Emperor Messor Aetius |Volksgeist:|
The culture of the empire had gone through major shifts in the recent decades become far more focused on the national identity. The explosions of nationalistic art, music, and monuments inspired by the imperial victory. The values that are held in high regards in the empire are hard work and self-sacrifice to the state. Sacrificing one’s self towards the betterment of the state is consider the highest value of a citizen.
|Religion:| The Main state religion is the worship of Virmar the legendary hero who founded the empire centuries ago and ascended to godhood upon death. Often time referred to as Virmar Dragonslayer, stoneshaper, and lawgiver. Most who worship him will call one of his aspect for what they are worship depending on the situation. For example a soilder would pray to the Dragonslayer for courage in battle.
|History:|
The empires history begins in the turbulent region later to be known as the Vosta in the far past. In the early chaos of the region as the city states rose and fell rapidly. During this time the first emperor rose to power. Not much is known about the first emperor due to a mixing of religious doctrine and propaganda. After the series of wars could unite the Vosta under one banner. Then under successive emperors they expanded their realm absorbing many of the local kingdoms and tribe in-till the Volsinii empire was the size it is today.
The empire weather the following decades with little problem in till 40 year before the present day. During the period the current emperor at time Cyamus Aetius following the notion of his predecessor attempted to enacted major land reforms to shift the power away from the nobles. A long with modernizing his nation to better match the other powers. The nobility realizing the amount of power they stood to lose revolted. Emperor Cyamus was too weak to be able to whip them into line before they could rise armies to fight the emperor. For the next three years the loyalist forces fought a losing battle against the rebels eventually resulting in Emperor Cyamus death on the battlefield.
He son Messor Aetius was soon crowned as the new emperor. Messor unlike his father was a far more capable emperor. Taking helm of the shattered imperial army, he reformed it into a new fighting force. With new technology and doctrine, he took back the initiative defeating the noble’s armies. Retaking the territories loss within first years of the war within months. Then going to crush the remain nobles hold outs. Despite this revolts and other rebellions flared up over the empire. Spending the next decades on campaign to keep the empire together. At the same time the empress oversaw the industrialization of the empire.
|Armed Forces:|
The Imperial military was shaped by the conflicts of the imperial civil war. From there they developed practical doctrine along with experience officers to pass on gain knowledge to younger officers. The imperial military is divide into two groups the imperial army and navy.
The backbone of the army is the legion. They are formations of 10,000 men under the command of a legate. The legionaries themselves are well trained and discipline. Relaying upon superior marksmen ships and fire superiority to achieved victory. The normal infantry man makes use off the model 12 rifle. It has a 5 .30-06 round internal mag feed by stripper clip. Grenadiers have access to explosive pilum a short javelin tipped with two different types of explosive. Either a frag charge or a shaped charge for armor. The assault units are given extra armor and a combat shield. The main rifle used is a modifed version of the model 12 into the model 15. The main difference is that the weapons is semi-auto and a larger magazine that carries 10 rounds. Imperial assault legionary
The celeri scout walker is a speedy walker meant to infiltrate oppositions lines to preform recon. Lightly armored and equipped with 20mm autocannon along with .30 caliber machine gun for self defense agenist infantry and light vehicles.
The Bovi is the main APC used by the imperial legion. Clad in 2.5 mm of armor plate to protect the armed with either the 20 mm autocannon or a 37mm cannon. The open top back can carry 12 legionaries. It is also used to towed artillery other materials.
The main workhorse of the Imperial armor force is the Aranea 4 tank. It has a 70mm cannon an armored with 3.1 mm of armor along with a 50 caliber coaxial gun. It serves as the main spear head for imperial forces smashing postions and other armor forces.
The legions make use of both medium and heavy artillery for engagements. The medium artillery is a 105mm. They have heavier 155mm piece that is mounted of self moving platform to better keep up with imperial advance.
The imperial air force it’s an important force in the modern war-machine. Due to the imperial economy lead to creation that must fill many different roles throughout the imperial military. From naval fighters to army bombers.
The imperial navy is greatly affected by the lack a warm water port. As both of the majors ports under Volsinii control is ice clogged for large parts of the year. Thus the imperial navy is be a secondary role behind the imperial army. And tends to lag behind the imperial army and operates older warships.
|People of Interest:|
Emperor Messor Aetius: Force in the role of emperor of a divide country Messor was determined to see it united again. Through his iron will he was able to save the imperial army from falling apart. Rebuilding the imperial army from it devenstated stated into a modern fighting force. Leading the new army in campaign after campaign he could win peace for his nation.
Emperor-elect Syra Aetius Born the only son of Emperor Messor and at the time Dutchess Lusia his birth did cause a minor scandal. Syra was groomed at a young age to be the heir to the Volsinian throne. He accompanying of his father on many different campaigns during the war. After the end of the war Syra education for focus on statecraft with Syra being sent on missions within the empire to help craft policy. Although in recent years he is being pressured by his parents to find someone to marry.
Gronar may not have the greatest trust in magic. But seeing the greatsword being formed from a branch did make for one brief moment consider his stance on magic. It faded quickly as the demi-god imbued the weapon with a magical enchantment. Picking up his new wooden sword the orc gave the weapon a few practice swings. Feeling the weight distribution to be use of it. Now the only thing left to do its to test it on a target. Gronar took a quick glance at the human but shoved the idea as he doubt that Malfruion and Cenarius would approve. So for now he will wait.
The arrival of the felhounds gave Gronar a golden opportunity to test out his new sword. Before he charge the daemon he felt something pang off his helmet causing it to ring in his ear as the felhound charge him. He swung his bladed into the path of the felhounds lung. Aming to use it momentum to aid in cutting the daemon.
Gronar took a brief moment to examine the glade as he enter along side the druid. As the elf called out to his teacher the orc turn and finally aware of who his teacher is. The orc gaze upon Cenarius things were starting to click in the orcs head. One Cenarius should be dead slain by Grom with the Warsong during battle in Ashvale. And that Malfurion with the other elves has no idea of who he was. Then also showing no knowledge of the legion. The orc came to one horrifying revelation.
"I am in the past." The orc whispered to himself. The sight of the Human brought him back to reality. Glaring at the while the student and master spoke about the felhounds. He tuned back into the conversion when Cenarius order Malfurion to grab a branch to make him a weapon. "So how do we create a greatsword from a branch?" He asked Malfurion.
Gronar followed behind the druid form were the felhound were deeper into the forest. The warrior watch Malfurion deep in though as they speed through the forest. It confused him why Malfurion even asked about the legion. 'I mean not know the specific daemons types is understandable. But how he haven't heard of the legion itself. Something an't right.' he thought to himself before another realization hit him. Gornar forgot his sword.
'Dammit, I will have to go back for it later. If I return without it my parents will kill me. First chance I get I am going back to for it.' he thought running a hand through his hair. They soon arrive at the largest tree he has ever seen that tower over the glade. He listen to what the elf said about the tree. With a small hesitation the orc rested his hand on the tree. After a minute he removed his hand and turn back to the druid. "Now what?" he asked.
A solid hit that he landed on the felhound from his drop kick gave an opening to the nightsaber to kill the daemon. Gronar kept an eye on the fehounds corpse just in case it was not dead. Satisfied that it would remain dead he turn his attention back to Malfurion to see how he was fairing. He saw Malfurion shred apart the other felhounds with leaves. The orc stood aside as Malfurion went to heal the wounded nightsaber. Malfurion informed him that they were close to the glade they were traveling and followed after the druid.
"Half right. Felhounds aren't from here. According to what the shamans told me they are the vanguard of the Burning Legion. We had to deal with them in the last expansion. He said following after Malfurion. He realized that if he had to tell the elf what a felhound is he would have to tell him what the Burning Legion is. "The Legion in the words of my old shaman teacher. A band of demonic asshole that travel the stars invading planets. For what ever asshole daemon reason."
