DrunkenMage
Intoxicated Arch-Mage
The Legions have been perfecting their fighting styles since the Second Era. Race doesn't matter all that much in the Legions, since everyone is trained the same in whatever role they are.
Legions are awesome. Hell they assaulted a floating island with the Shadow Legion empowering the Legions with the power of flight to get up onto the thing. In the Second Era they also walked under a lake to assault a fortress on the weak side, their mages cast water breathing on the entire army.
“Spy,” said Vivec, calling Cassyr over. “When you said the army had a horde of battlemages, what made you so certain they were battlemages?”
“They were wearing gray robes with mystical insignia on them,” explained Cassyr. “I figured they were mages, and why else would such a vast number travel with the army? They couldn't have all been healers.”
“You fool!” roared Vivec. “They're mystics schooled in the art of Alteration. They've cast a spell of water breathing on the entire army.”
Legions are awesome. Hell they assaulted a floating island with the Shadow Legion empowering the Legions with the power of flight to get up onto the thing. In the Second Era they also walked under a lake to assault a fortress on the weak side, their mages cast water breathing on the entire army.
“Spy,” said Vivec, calling Cassyr over. “When you said the army had a horde of battlemages, what made you so certain they were battlemages?”
“They were wearing gray robes with mystical insignia on them,” explained Cassyr. “I figured they were mages, and why else would such a vast number travel with the army? They couldn't have all been healers.”
“You fool!” roared Vivec. “They're mystics schooled in the art of Alteration. They've cast a spell of water breathing on the entire army.”