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.
They wore beautiful blue military jackets with gold buttons, and some had gold braids to designate rank or roles within the military. Their horses were beautifully maintained, and wore light leather barding with blue trim, and gold ornamentation....
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.