Necron: The Legend Of Rezar DeathWind

The Biancans had a thing for the early morning, it was weird, but Rezar loved it. That waking hour just before the rising of the sun, with the cold and the silence. And today with the solemnity of what was to come, sure they were all being quiet about what they now had to do, but Rezar could see it on their faces, it was like an itch on their skin, a fire burning deep within their loins, they hungered for war.

Rezar walked forward, his steps seemingly uneven on the plains that his fearsome army had no gathered. A little way to the left was a massive tower with different levels, each of the levels had open alcoves that were filled to the brim with men and women clad in dark midnight blue battle suits. They had on hoods and masks over their mouth looking like some sort of cyber ninja. However, Rezar knew these were the kings guard, the sons of dawn and the daughters of the eclipse, all of them vampires.

His kingdom was stronger, his people were stronger, and though a lot has happened, they had come out of it the very best versions of themselves. Rezar took a deep breath as he sighed, there was something wrong with him, and while he had tried his best so far to avoid admitting the truth to himself, it was now laid bare for his eyes and heart to see and feel…. he was beginning to feel…. stuff.

Every time he looked at his soldiers he got this strange feeling that made him want to stick his chest out and guffaw like a madman, and at the same time there would be this weird feeling in his chest that made him look at them like they were a bunch of new born puppies with a cuteness factor raised to the power of 10. It was weird and he really didn't have anybody around to explain all these things to him, but seeing as there was nothing to be done about it, he'll just roll with the punches.

"Once again we're at war, I wish there would have been a better way to solve the crisis that's in front of us, but there isn't any other way for us to do this. And this fight is my fight, I'm so sorry that I had to drag you all into it. But this land that you all now call home is being eyed by a lot of people, I would probably give you a colorful speech and tell you things that would let your blood pumping for the fight ahead but.

Such a method is redundant in the face of the truth, enemies have walked all over my pride and honor and in the process they're still trying to take what we've built, trying to take our home and everything in for themselves. And ultimately I'm also an extremely selfish bastard, without getting something in return that would benefit me and my kingdom, I'm not so eager or willing to share what we have with the world.

And so in that regard we all have to fight, you and me, and our sisters and brothers. We have to fight for our pride and our honor and for a chance to keep our way of life. Because let's face it, are the TYPE TO LET ASSHOLES WALK ALLOVER YOU!"

"No Your Majesty!"

"I can't hear you…BIANCANS! ARE YOU PUSSIES!"

"NO YOUR MAJESTY!"

"excellent work Biancans, now let's go kill some dirty motherfuckers!"

"YEAAAAAAAAA!!!!!"

Lenore couldn't help but roll her eyes as the soldiers all began to move out, at the moment there two major divisions if the kings guard was going to be excluded. The army itself that was responsible for land warfare, Lenore had taken the liberty to call them Terran Force and the air force whose formation was kept secret, Lenore called them Avian Knights.

They were as prepared for this fight as they could possibly be, but now the problem of who the first target would be had come up. The theocracy was too far away at the moment to be a significant threat, which left the snow elves. And with that decided the army marched for the Breone mountains, it was going to be a war that would consolidate Morte Bianca's sphere of power, because they weren't going for the elves alone, they would also be taking the dwarves.

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Rezar stood cloaked deep in the night, watching with a calm gaze as his Terran force got into place, there was a trade city of sorts at the foot of the Breone mountains. It was managed by dwarves, and is actually the only surface city they had, it was what you would consider the gateway into the Breone mountains, and the only traversable path to get to the snow elves was to get through that city.

Plus, the city wouldn't just be offering access to the snow elves, but from the intel he had receive it would give access to the dwarven tunnels and caverns deep into the Breone mountains. At the moment he hadn't decided if he was going to collapse the entrance to prevent the dwarves or the snow elves from using it to flank them, or use it as an entry point to launch a strike against the dwarves.

He hadn't made a decision yet, but he suspected the dwarves probably had contingencies in place in case enemies gained access to the tunnels. The best he could do was just take the city first, then he would figure what else he had to do. He turned to Lenore and asked.

"Are you sure the Avian can't just bombard the city, it should save us a lot of stress."

"That would just be suicide, Rising Snow city has a squadron of ice wyverns outfitted with the best armor, tech and magic the dwarves could possibly make. Plus, on account of the fact that they're alive and natural flyers they're more maneuverable than our pilots, plus our airships are a bit too fast for a proper bombardment, we have to lay siege and take the city from the ground." Lenore explained while Rezar looked on at the bronze gates of the city.

"Very well then Lenore…. Release the Undead!"