“Burn my home? Then I will torch everything you know..”

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“Burn my home? Then I will torch everything you know..”
“Boots on the Ground, Back to Home.”
Heavy thuds of plated boots echoed through the Ascalonian Settlement. Seraph in full plate armor, armed to the teeth entered from the North-Western gate. The armor of these seraph had seem some action no doubt, there armor were not as many of the city Seraph who’s armor would remain shiny and rarely used. Scratches and hammered out dents shined brightly and proudly in these soldiers armor like scars of war proving the resilience of these soldiers of the brass.
The sudden arrival of a heavy unit of Seraph, looking like they might be out for some blood and carnage took some by surprise. “Are the centaurs going to attack?!” A few worried villagers gasped. “Are they here to take some criminals away and search our homes?” an annoyed refugee shouted as another shook her head shouting holding back a laughing fit. “No, they are here to find cheesecake for our Minister!” A echoing laugh from peasants, nobles and even the marching Seraph were heard as the behemoth in plate armor that led the Seraph stopped in the middle of the settlement. His voice booming loudly as he spoke. “Company, SILENCE!” the Seraph halted in their laughter and snapped to attention. “What is the meaning of this?!” shouted an annoyed Politician as Elessar walked out of the Volundir Estate his feet covered by his fancy boots stomping against the dirt and dust as he made his way over to the Seraph leading this group. The Seraph Lieutenant reached up to his head slowly removing his helm as he spoke. “Get yer cheesecake eatin’ panties out of a twist cousin.” The Seraph said with a chuckle crooked grin “Anyway to treat family?” Elessar blinked blankly before slowly shaking his head “Braxis, what are you and Falcons doing here? I requested more Seraph for my district not to leech Seraph from the Reach.” Braxis replied with a hearty laugh “No Falcons here, Elessar. Harriers, my Company is back ‘n action now, first orders save yer sorry arse and make sure our home here is centaur free. Or at least make sure the threat is lowered enough ye can get caravans in with alot less worry.” Braxis said with a shrug as Elessar shrugged “Do you pony killing thing, I’ll be inside. Good luck Braxis.” he said before turning and walking back into the Estate.
Pivoting on his heels, in an about face movement Braxis faced his Seraph and his voice boomed across the Settlement. “Harriers, To the camp unpack yer shit and get ready. We got Centaur killin’ to do, and remember ye lucky bastards don’t need to go back to DR time to time like me. So I want kill counts almost as high as mine!” The Seraph boomed in unison “Hooah LT!” before the dismissal order was given and the Seraph broke ranks.