It was five years since the upstart Empress had vanished, and 768 since she in using first age super technology devistated the shogunate, and Lookshy still remembered, serving as bastian, and some would say identical to, the seventh legion.  Ever sense the end, when her general received the last orders of the Shogun to guard the westren lands.  A mandate that they took seriously.<br/><br/>The legion was the strongest military force outside of the Realm, and had  turned back realm advances multiple times in the early days, an uneasy at best truce forming between them.  But now Anathema were rising in great numbers, and the civilian populations were scared.  But even outside of the Wyld Hunt, to destroy the supremely powerful devils, there were dangers in the lands.  And need for constant survalance.  to that end the Legion had created a number of field forces, and the fourth was the most significant for our tale- for our hero's were part of it.<br/><br/>The former Helot, Karal Daila, sat in the tent of the newly forged team.  She was extremly young for a dragon blood, only 36 years, and had flaming red hair and the firey disposition of the fire aspected.   Her hands callosed from first the labor of the farm, and later the training in her blade.  She had skill at arms, and grace of body were both hers.  As was command of hte Fourth force, seventh unit- consisting of a group of extraordinary mortals, many more ranger then otherwise.  Yet they were her men now.  And there were rumors in the small town of Bashwood- under the authority of Lookshy, obviously- of something dark and terrible in the night.  Something she and her force were sent to examine, and if necessary destroy.  they sat yet a days journey, within the camp, and she looked into the fire she shared with her men and woman, eyes firm as she pondered the possible dangers.  It could just be a beast.  But what...what if it was anathema?  This was no wyld hunt, consisting of powerful mortals but mortals all the same.