We are coming

Out of the darkness we were created. Our resolve was forged in conflict, skills honed on the battlefields and our fortitude borne in the death of our comrades. Our numbers grew and our name became legion. That which created us did not understand, for he had cried Havoc and let loose the Dogs of War. The Dogs became great and powerful and the creator came to fear his creation and plotted against us. He let loose a powerful weapon which decimated and scorched the very ground we walked upon. The creator viewed the destruction, saw that it was complete and left this place.

But the bones and ashes were stirred by the spirits of our forebears and out of them the Dogs arose, mightier than before. The Dogs smote fury upon all who dared oppose them and reduced their antagonists to dust in the bowels of the earth. And we were again known as Legion.

The creator returned and saw that we were great and offered the hand of kinship and alliance. But the creator made false promises and the Dogs saw that he spoke with a forked tongue. The Dogs rejected the offers and the creator sought to defame and dishonour the Dogs by calling them Traitors unto his clan.

And Thus, we roam the earth, forever to be known as the Traitorous Bastards. The creator and his minions are forewarned. We have arisen. We are coming.

Traitorous Bastards[www.TBclan.co.nr]