Steel DarKnight and Logan sat in the Imperators chambers at Legion HQ. Long they had reviewed the reports of Decurion Ballyn.
" The new recruits settling nicely", stated Steel.
"Aye", Logan exclaimed as he peeped over looking through his specticals.
The door swings open, a lone messenger, handing the imperator a piece of tattered parchment. Logan looked over puzzled as the Steel read the message, with a great look of concern upon his face.
"oh my", Steel said, handing the parchment to Logan.
Logan stood, making his way to window as he read.
"Prepare the legion", Logan replied sternly, "I must speak with the Emperor immediately".
The forces of Blackthorne have arised once more. Where will you be when the Empire hands him another humiliating defeat?
Saturday night, The Empire makes its way west of The gargoyle city to strike down these new foes sent at us by Blackthorne. We shall set out from Olympus at 8 pm by the eastern sky. All who can attend please be prompt.
Logan