Warmachine

[PsychoticPorcupine]

Isaac walked forward, escorting one of his small messenger 'jacks. He was scouting the advancement of the Khadorian army led by korbachev. Isaac had felt them walking outside of his merc camp for miles now, he just wanted a glimpse for himself. He looked carefully and quietly as the Khadorian front moved towards the Cygnarian line. Interesting move Korbachev Isaac thought, he looked back at his Jack. Time to go alert the camp The Jack seemed to nod and turned back heading along the line of Khadorian movement. The camp was about a mile and a half ahead, directly in the line of the Khadorian movement. Isaac arrived quickly to his camp riding on the back of his jack. Isaac headed towards his captain of the Horgenhold gaurd. "We have khadorians heading directly toward us, no need to create a fight, let us simply make a path for them, and should their offer be strong enough lend a hand." The captain nodded and began barking orders to the rest to the camp spreadin it out between two sides. Isaac walked over to his inert jacks, another gunner and a ghordson driller. "Time to wake up guys" Isaac said lighting their cortexes aflame. The Gunner woke up quickly and Isaac silently odered it to stand beside its brother. The Driller stirred silently as the steam began to fill its cortex with energy.

Once the driller arose Isaac simply nodded and moved he and his army up to the front of the camp, well lit by lanterns. He stood in direct line of the Khadorian advancement. The driller to his right, the gunners to his left, and his personal Bokur over his sholder. Gudrun and the other bokur waited in the trees in case something were to go awry. The two units of Horgenhold Held the edge of the forest as a guide for the Khadorian advancement, and as a gaurd for the camps. Isaac stood with his forge brother in hand waitign for the khadorians to pass. He smelled the thick coal the Khadorans had to use to run their machines. His jacks hummed happily as their coal was much cleaner and refined thanks to the special coal he used from Rhul. Isaac waited, as he watched the columns of smoke march towards the camp. Not prepared to fight, but simply to defend themselves if Korbachev was upset.