Troops-Martial

[ErosDarkstar]

Silently, they slink out of the shadows, out of the ports, out of the alleys. Clad in black, some riding enormous tigers, some on foot - these are those from Kitanus Fields who would protect Goldshire from all comers. Some draw swords, others clean the barrels of BAPs. From far overhead, the rush of jet fighters mingle with the cry of a dragon.The Kitanus Fields are prepared for war. Eros Darstariel ij Qel'Athas"Good!" cried the Baron, sitting in his hall,"But Iron, Cold Iron, is the master of them all."

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