On a large rocky outcropping stood Ayrvogh Sirt, dark and ominous, brooding over the scenery like a predator looking for prey. This was the great fort of the Legion of the Burning Heart, one of the Red Jackal's infamous Ogaroth Legions.
Only a few hundred in number and spanning four large ships, the followers of Drohamb Duram the Prophet, or heretic, depending on who you asked sailed towards and unknown future.