Welcome to Gaia! ::

::A man clad in steel armor carried a seven foot spear. His silver colored armor was caked in thick batches of blood and sinew. A short sword hung loosly on a sling he kept on his left hip. Various other objects such as canteens and explosives hung from his belt. Scattered battalions of men followed in his footsteps. The day's battle had proved to be weary on the morale of him and his men.::

::He was a brave man, a man who had no fear for what was expected to come in a warrior's short life. His long flowing hair was tucked to the back,and was soaked in the blood of his enemies. ::

::His name was Mordok Ironclaw, Imperial Guard and Chief General of the Sigmarian lance battalion. His mission varied, but he always had two things on his mind; Gerard Wolfbane, sworn enemy yet grandmaster, and Algus Wolfbane, friend and comrade::

"Hey Algus," Mordok yelled, "you done searching for the last squad yet?I'm itchin for a good battle"

::Mordok smirked smuggly, as he unsheathed his sword.::

::Mordok saw Algus being pinned by something he could not make out. He ran over, calling out for his battalion to ready their weapons. Steel continued to fly out from the depths of the forest. Mordok stabbed into what had tackled Algus. A scream was heard, but The being turned around and starred coldly into Mordok's eyes. A knife found itself into Mordok's upper arm::

"Now Algus, slit it's throat!"

::Mordok tried to run over to his comrade, but had no chance breaking through the vast amounts of enemy soldiers that had appeared from the depths of the forest::

"Alright troops, into the Ring Formation!" Mordok yelled as he gripped his sword tighter in his palm. His scattered troups regrouped and formed into a small ring cluster. They moved in unison, trying to cach the enemy at a weak spot.

::The man pulled down the visor of his helm and breathed heavily, masses of troops began to assemble outside of his cluster::

Could this be the end?

"Charge! Hit them in groups!"

::The ring immediately broke off into several small groups. Mordok was followed by his five personal bodyguards who pulled out their swords and engaged the looming threat of the enemy::

::Enemies ran in all directions trying to flee the young man. Mordok unfurled his red cape to expose a small crossboaw he ket fastened upon his back. He took out the bow and fired bolts at the retreating soldiers::

"Stupid bastards, why cant they die with honor?"

::Mordok was suddenly hit in the back of the head with a dull object. He stumbled forward but regained his senses. He shot a glance backwards to see what had hit him, only to be punched directly in the nose. His bodyguards lied limply on the ground, almost as if they were corpses. The large man picked Mordok up by the cape and flung him several feet back.::

This guy's a human wrecking ball...

::Mordok stood up and ran forward, pointing his spear head at the large soldier. He gave a powerful and swift thrust, but to his surprise, it was parried by the soldier, which sent Mordok stumbling to his right. As he passed, the soldier slashed his sword at Mordok with tremendous force. Mordok dropped the spear and rolled on the ground, barely missing the blade. He pulled a throwing knife from his belt and flung it full force at the man's chest. Although it flew with high velocity, it bounced off of the man's armor::

There's no way that metal could have blocked that...what the hell is this guy?

::The angry soldier sprinted over to Mordok who was now raising back to his feet after the close encounter. The soldier swung rapidly and powerfully at Mordok who continued to parry the frenzy of attacks. At last, Mordok hit the soldier's blade in such a manner that the blade suffered a slight crack. Mordok smiled and hit the side of the shaft, creating a fissure in the blade. He laughed as he punched the blade. A loud crack was heard as the sword fell into several pieces::

"You think you've won, but no one can defeat Anon!"

::Anon raised his arm and smacked it on the top of Mordok's skull. Blood poured from within his helmet and covered his eyes. Adrenaline surged through Mordok's body. He pushed Anon back with brute force and began to furiously stab at the man. To Mordok's misfortune, the inpenetrable armor succeeded against the likes of Mordok's blade::

"Well, if i cant hit through your armor, i know one place thats sensative!"

::Mordok grabbed Anon's sheath and swung it around, then followed through with a powerful shove. The sheath lodged itself within Anon's eye spcket. Juices and a sea of blood sprayed in all directions. Mordok threw the sheath to the side and shoved his dagger into the man's throat. A muffled gurgle was audible as he hit the ground with a thud.::

"No one bests Mordok Ironclaw..."

::Mordok sheathed his sword and laughed at Algus. Although he was younger, he was more mature than most. He placed his hand on Algus' right shoulder::

"You fight well, or should I say your grandfather fights well. You should really learn some control though. If you play it as if you're all powerful, people will begin to hate you. Remember kid, with power comes hate."

::Mordok stubbornly sat up from the streetcher::

"Algus, do you really think I'm going to lie in this thing? I'm a warrior, and I refuse to sit out any battle."

::He gripped his sword and picked up his spear. His battalion assembled behind him as a boy gave him the reins to his gray horse. Mordok swung his leg over the saddle, instantly a loud crack sounded from within his armor.::

"Its ok, I just broke a rib or two, okay it really really hurts." Mordok gripped his side in sheer pain. However, the stubborn man hid his emotions. "Alright, next stop, Sigmar. Everyone, steady march forward!"

::The injured man chuckled to himself at the sound of Algus' boyish wonder over the beauty called Nadia. Their personalities melded together perfectly, creating one full being in utter love.::

"I'm sure she misses you too, but just rest assured, Armageddon is keeping her safe, my friend. So dont worry, you'll see her in due time. Sigmar is only a day or two's march away."

::He patted Algus on the back and whipped his horse, beckoning Algus to follow::

"Be grateful you have someone to call your own ya b*****d!" He gave out a hearty laugh at these words. "No woman in the right mind would ever like a dirty-rotten-scoundrel sea-dog like me!"

"You of all people should know that it never ends..." Mordok sighed as he scanned the area for shade.

::His eyes spotted a small grove of short trees. He halted as he motioned for the scouts to observe the area, all this while, his eyes never stopped shifting::

"My lord, it's safe!" A soldier said as he kneeled at the feet of Mordok and Algus.

"Very well then, we'll make camp here for the night, it shouldnt be too hot. Everyone, unpack your tents and get the fires going."