Iron Legion

[CurledSpiral]

"The pinnacle of power is when your will is exerted over the world and you need not lift a finger."

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With the ascendance of a Demon Lord within the jungles of the south-east a strange thing begins to take place. Where once the forces of darkness within those tainted jungles would at best arrange themselves into undisciplined masses. Relying on weight of numbers to overcome the more organized armies of the north and west. Such things have began to change much to the distraught of the more civilized peoples of Esshar. 

The Tyrant's will is forged into iron, carried within the hands of each Legionary. A will that speaks of war and conquest, that speaks of glory and gold, progress and advancement. Whispers abound of the Tryant's will of their wants and each whisper seemed to tailor itself to the individual. Perhaps this is why it takes so little time for the disparate masses to come to him and pledge allegiance. The Legion quickly swells with the flood of outcasts, brigands, power mad occultists, and the pinnacle of the forces. Those monsters of wonder and legend.

It has taken years to train and equip many of those within the Horde and shifting them to a unified force will take even more time. For now the blending of dedicated elite forces and the rabble has begun. The wretched rabble takes on the part of a millstone grinding down and sapping the strength of the more organized forces. The mighty work as a hammer to shatter what remains into dust.

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This is a never-before seen thing amidst the forces of Darkness. As such the Tyrant kindly lays down a proclamation explaining the rankings and what is expected of each. He also informs his horde that those who are weak, who lack will, who finds the thought of death at the hands of their enemies. To seek service within the Eclipse Coven as members of the workforce of his growing empire. Every tool has a place within his realm.

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The peak of power within the Legion. The Tyrant's will has forged a nascent empire, their will is absolute.

Congrats your a Raid Boss.

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There shall only ever be four Myrmidon at anyone time. These are the mightiest warriors within the Legion. They serve as a mix of royal guards for the Tyrant and battlefield commanders. To join their ranks is to tie your will and dreams with that of the Tyrant. Working in concert to bring the world to heel.

To become a Myrmidon, every two years a Myrmidon can be challenged for their position.
The loser finds themselves demoted to Centurion. 

Congrats you're a level boss.

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A mid-ranking officer of the Legion. These are the warriors who have proven themselves capable fighters and loyal to the cause. There no limit to this rank and these are often the direct apprentices to the Myrmidon. 

A Centurion must be at-least 190 RPL and have an IC record of active antagonism (at-least 5 dangers/Aggressive)

Congrats you're basically a mid-boss.

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The first step to power and respect within the Legion. At this rank you have showcased a basic capacity to follow orders and a desire for advancement. Your main role at this rank is to serve as guards and foot soldiers to the Centurions above you.

At-least 170 RPL and have an IC record of service within the horde.

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Exactly as it sounds, these are the bandits the rogue monsters, those to weak or undevoted to the cause to be relied upon. More often than not these fighters are used as fodder to weaken and ware down the Legion's foes.

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The Legion has taken the Black Spire as their symbol. A herald of the place their patron was born. Taking up the fight of ages past against the world of light.

[CurledSpiral]

Acting Myrmidons of the Legion.

Kuro the Savior

Vesemir the Karkian

Blair the Maleficent 

Frogan, Frog the Emperor

 

Heinrik the Earthshaker

 

(This is a band-aid until in-game guild stop breaking.)