Necron: The Legend Of Rezar DeathWind

The town hall was packed with everyone in the village, at a glance from it looked really small, especially when you looked at it from outside, but, it was large enough to comfortably sit the almost 200 populations of Necron village. There was a podium and a seat on it for the leader to sit down, but instead Rezar was sitting on the stairs that led up to the podium, much to the chagrin if Priest who considered such a posture as very un-kingly. But Rezar was curious, he wanted to know if sitting on those steps would be comfortable.

Everything was pretty much silent as everybody watched him with baited breaths and anticipation, whatever may be, it's his decisions that would determine the life and death of everybody in that hall. They were mostly scared of him than Respectful, add that with his eccentricity and you have someone who people believe was just a step away from having a psychotic breakdown, and being a death class holder didn't help matters as that in and out of itself was the, main reason he was feared by most of the people in the hall.

"War has come to our doorstep! I knew this was a possibility when we had our altercation with the goblins, and now possibility has become reality. I don't need any of you to fight for me, I'm not being arrogant but given the quality of the Goblin King's army, and my abilities as a necromancer, I'll be able to deal with them on my own given the right situation. And I'm not trying to be arrogant, it's just an obvious truth.

But I can't always be fighting for you people, yes it's my responsibility, but if I keep doing so for all of you, then you'll never learn to be strong. But I'm not asking you to grab a weapon and rush to the battle ground, no what I'm asking you to do is apply yourself in any way possible and fight back. Most of you are the Muriel Elves, well almost everyone here actually is a Muriel elf. Our new citizens just got here, so it would be asking too much to ask them to pick up arms and fight.

But you, the Muriel elves have suffered at the hands of the goblin king, you lost everything and that in turn made you easy prey for me. you are slaves now, but that's not my fault, I could have easily set you free but you see I have trust issues. But you're safe, you're fed, clothed and housed, I've given as much as I've taken from you. But I need you guys to step up, don't fight, but help me defend this territory that has become your home.

Watch my back while I brave the storms of whatever the wildlands have to throw at you, at me, at all of us. Make the very ground beneath your feet strong and capable to instill fear in the hearts of our enemies.

If you want to pick up a weapon then do so, if you want to make one then please do, there'll be hands ready to help lift it up and fight for your sake. I'm not promising you ill win, but I'm promising you that none of you will get hurt ad that by the time this war is done, the goblin king would be crying tears of blood and anguish.

And if…. No when we win! I'll bring him back here to answer for his crimes against your people, against my people! Against Necron's People! The true measure of life is not how you're forced to live it, but how you choose to live it! So let's choose to KICK HIS ASS!!!

"YARGHHH!!!!!!!!"

It was not as intoxicating as it would be when it's the voices of a thousand people screaming out loud, but 200 was more than enough. It was a blood boiling Frenzy, there was a look of approval on Priest's face, one of respect on Lenore's and an imperceptible smile on the face of Gynaika, and honestly Rezar felt unsettled by it. Alistair on the hand was shouting along with everyone else and crying in the in process, he was such a nerd, but Rezar guess his words carried some sort of weight? But he didn't know how much. He just said what he needed to say, and it felt good.

This was the first war council, and while it's supposed to be something that would be done in closed doors, he wanted everyone to be a part of it, to feel like they belonged. This way even if their opinion didn't count for shit at the moment, they could feel more invested in trying their best after all this was their home, it's not as if they have anywhere else to go.

"Neema and Screet will take charge of securing the territory, most of the undead you have been training have leveled up enough that they're now capable of causing the infection, which means anything they kill would rise up as a part of the army. I need you to make one final dive with 50 undead giant fire ants, and 20 of the forest wolves, don't come back from that dungeon until you have five times that amount and all of them are ready to evolve at least once, you have five days to take care of that Lenore.

Our journey to the Merchant towns in the south will have to wait for now, instead Priest and I would head to the Tailed fox's territory and make contact.

At the very least we can ask them to evacuate, as they would be right in the path of the goblin king, assuming he's bringing his entire army, we can use this as a chance to make an alliance, or maybe offer a deal for annexation, after all the goblin King would definitely not leave them alone.

After that's done, we'll come back and make further plans, along with training the Necrotic Giant ants and Necrotic Forest Wolves, we have at least fifty of each now, and not enough soldiers to mount them to battle, and as opposed to my undead they're partially alive. So I'll take charge of them and train them into a respectable force. Brutus and Jason would be scouting; I'll be sending you lumbering brutes into the Goblin King's lands. Tell me how the preparations are going and cause a lot of damage, as much as you can.

The aim is to unsettle then and gain enough levels so that I can facilitate your next evolutions, I think you guys should be ready to evolve to more advanced forms of undead than just ghouls. But that should not be your priority, no prolonged clashes, hit and run tactics are what I need from you both. Before leaving I'll try and work out a defense strategy for the territory, but for now we all have our tasks, let's get to it." Rezar said as he got up from the ground, but this meeting was far from over as the resident Architect suddenly spoke up.

"Pardon me Lord Rezar! I know you're in a hurry but… I have a plan. And I think, no I know! That you're going to fucking love it."