legion guard ( the son of a theyan shock trooper. )

[laina leogaze]

The Khazark looked upon the red skinned men with little interest. another batch of shock troopers had been created using Szams’ "treatment". true they were nothing compared to the wizard or his bodyguard. The Khazark spared the man a slight glance. the Theyan knight stood motionless except his eyes scanning the battle pit and the area about the paramount from which they watched. motioning the knight forward with a gloved hand the Khazark beckoned to the group of beastly warriors. " pick one" the Khazark simply stated.

the knight was quiet for a while before nodding with only the slightest of mention to a single orc, smaller and quick with pitch black hair as opposed to the stark whites or pale reds commonly found after the "treatment" imposed on all orc fodder. the Khazark nodded and motioned to a man pale with a skull that was barely covered by skin. the man with his sunken eyes and thin brooding lips grinned through cracks and missing teeth showed his decayed tongue and rancid inner mouth. " the small one sir " stated more then asked the slave breeder as the knight and his master made way to the next fitting pit and its breeder.

the breeder moved with determination. pulling from his pack he blew on a silver whistle he wore around his neck entering the fray. orcs began to part for him leaving only the small orc with black hair and another orc that could have passed for an ogre fighting. the breeder waited as the bigger orc smashed the ground with his club where the aforementioned smaller orc had just been.

"The smaller orc had no chance really" thought the breeder as he exhaled reading an excuse he'd give to the Theyan knight. "after all what can they do to me?" he chuckled under his breath as he pulled a stick from his waist band "I’m already dead." he pointed the stick at the large orc muttering an incantation under his breath the stick roared to life and a canopy of tentacles and withering vines entangled the brute. the breeder chuckled, twitching it again and the vines began to choke the ogre as the enchantment brought the ogrish orc to his knees. moving in front of him the breeder looked with disdain at the smaller orc muttering under his breath "still breathing.. ol 'Grumish be watching yer hide runt"

Without a second thought the breeder turned to the other orc. " you bad! " he spat twitching his wand again " no follow command!" the orcs’ moans turned to screams as the tangled mass squeezed harder spittle, blood and stomach fluids flew from between his clenched shut maw. " you suffer " he added " but now...." he trailed off the orc looked skyward with uncomprehending eyes "you die" with a twisting motion of the wand the vines bunched and bulged and churned the screams of the orc ebbed into nothing.

the breeder motioned again and his pet disappeared from existence, leaving only a the bloody and now scattered remains of the ogrish orc. " you and you" he barked pointing to two other orcs one with a pale eye the other with no hair. "grab small orc" he nodded to a cage with an assortment of creatures already held with in. " put there." he blew on his whistle again "return squad to quarters".