The Tyrant's Legion
A Second Chance
"Something you learn when training with the vanguard legions: While they are brutal and efficient fighters, they have an unwavering respect for any enemy that willingly blocks the path between them and their goal.
A tyrant in battle can often be heard screaming at their opponents, seemingly taunting them. This is what I thought too. It wasn't until I really learned their language that I understood what they were doing. I noticed the taunting screams sounded just like the words i heard during training. Once i learned their meaning it was eye opening. The words they screamed, the cries heard throughout the battlefield, were not derogatory slurs or taunts.
They screamed things like: "Get up...Not like that...Watch your footing...Good, good...Now do it again."
No, they are not taunting their enemy...they are training them."
The vanguard legions were the first in and last out. They were the primary infantry used alongside the standing army of Ozlith.
They carved their way through the battlefield, screaming at their enemies in a way that most would take offense to. These insults and taunts were nothing of the sort. They were commands directed at their opponents in an attempt to make them better fighters for a more entertaining fight. Those deemed worthy by a tyrant would be taken into the legion if they survive the battle. If they did not, the tyrants often found the body of the warrior they respected so much and would place a coin onto their forehead. The coin was made of copper and depicts a centurion with his gladius held across his chest. From that point on, the body was to remain untouched and looting was forbidden by penalty of death. They would cross into the afterlife intact and with dignity.
A new life, A second chance
In the later years of the empire, honor was a major factor that played into recruitment. A nameless empress established a law stating that anyone could find a second chance if they joined the ranks of The Tyrants. Criminals were often trained if they desired though certain criminals were barred from entry. Those barred committed crimes that Ozlith considered particularly dishonorable such as rape, domestic violence, murder within ones family, and theft due to greed.
The legion retained its loyalty to their patron god, the tyrant, but the actions of the empress led to a new found loyalty they kept as well.The Tyrant always had a soft spot for the reigning empress of Ozlith. A payment for the second chance they were given.
They are the brothers of The Matriarchs and as such feature similar outfitting, fighting styles, and organizational structures.
During The Exodus to Mirriah from Ozlith, the tyrants stayed behind and defended their land from the forces of The Infernum. Now, long dead, it is unlikely that they're teachings withstood the test if time.
It is said that a few made their way to Mhirriah, and established a sacred monastery somewhere along the border to The Infernum.
I have watched them fight on the fields. Sometimes it was from afar but on occasion I moved as close as I dared. I fell in love with them.
I loved how they never charge. They walk to their enemy. They do so casually and with confidence.
I decided that it was time for a new dream to follow. I wouldn't stop until I could fight with them at my side..."
Structure and Culture
Recruitment generally favored condemned criminals, and undesirables as most never survived training. Those recruited must be male and exhibit some aptitude for battle. Those who did survive often showed a fanatic devotion to the legion and we're themselves changed and pardoned of crimes.
"...A young soldier made a very poor decision and stood in a centurians path. The primus stopped, eyed the boy, then raised his hand as of to stop him. The man shook his head, but the boy swung anyway.
He stepped to the side and screamed, "Too slow.", but the boy knew his language. He listened.
He swung faster feinting his attack and almost clipped the primus in the leg. I saw the man smile. He laughed.
"Again." The primus screamed as he lunged his gladius forward and the boy dodged back deflecting the attack and making his own. He was learning.
Every order he was given he followed and he was improving rapidly. The primus seemed proud.
"Good." He said, nodding in respect.
The boy died soon after, He never stood a chance but he met the afterlife whole. He had been run through with the centurian's gladius and fell to the ground gasping. The man knelt beside him as the boy pulled the blade out. The primus placed his hand on the boys shoulder and bowed his head. He whispered to him. Not sure what he said. He held the boy till he passed on.
The coin was placed and the primus folded the boys hands over his chest still gripping the gladius. I think the primus meant to give the sword to him as a gift to carry with him wherever his soul may end up. If I may be so bold, im sure I saw a tear.
- Overall training Level
- Assumed Veterancy
The Centurion's Vigil
This style was referred to as The Centurian's Vigil which they shared with The Matriarchs Legion. Using this style, the two legions acted as infantry that spearheaded every battle. Harassment and pressure are the primary tactics used by the legions as they lunge, stab, kick, and punch at their opponents. The style often featured boasting gestures and taunts that were meant to infuriate enemies.
some accounts state that the boldest among them would carry an apple in their off hand as they lined up before battle. As the enemy force charged forward and closed the distance, these centurions would simply lounge on the field, eating the apple and casually observe the approaching horde as if it were entertainment in an arena.
when the armies clashed I remember seeing enemy soldiers flying back as the tyrants formed an impenetrable wall. The primus himself fought the enemy general. The primus simply stepped to the side after each swing and screamed. "Weak and predictable!" And stepped back to allow his opponent a second chance. The general was livid. He swing violently again and again until the primus fought back.
He lunged forward and used his free hand, throwing a punch that connected with the enemies jaw. He drove the gladius into him and screamed,
"Axnum Felundum." Its a curious statement. Translated literally it means "Some blood can stain the blade"
In this context it is intended to say "Your blood is not worthy of this blade."
The Seven Legions
Ozlith: The Birth of an Empire and the Seven Legions
The tale of Ozlith's rise and fall.
The Legion of the Deep
A legion of coordinated, fast moving centurions. The legion of deep began by hunting monsters in the sea. They came to wander the battlefield in search of enemy officers and attack as a group to break the moral of enemy armies..
The Matriarchs Legion (Mhirriah's Legion)
One of the seven legions of Ozlith, The Matriarchs exacted their vengeance in battle, one name at a time.
The Mad Legion
One of the seven legions of Ozlith, The Mad Legion's centurions were the first to utilize Rage
The Alabaster Legion
A legion of Eldritch Angels, transformed by their god into a silent and secret legion of warriors