Card game OC time.
Fronv is a peerless tactician made of hope and steel, the old lord's final attempt to save themselves.
An apocalyptic storm known only as the Tempest swept across the plane of Chlvara, killing everything on the surface. The Steel Legion was built to hold back the Tempest and the writhing hatred within, but they failed. Now, Fronv leads the 8th legion against the lingering remains of the Tempest in a long dead land.
It's creators long dead and with nothing of their's left to protect, Fronv finds some peace guarding the small things moving up from the caverns deep underground. The plants taking root in the sands. The insects peeking up at the sun. The chittering things that seek for trinkets in the moonlight. They are worth protecting.
So it maintains it's armies built of hope and scrap and keeps the Tempest at bay just as it has for time immemorial. It wishes to one day see a flower bloom.
Alright, first, I imagine no relation to the Steel Legion on that one unnamed roman plane ?
Is its armies ever-dwindling or do they have enough capacity to self-repair that they can create new soldiers and keep old ones working for a long time?
