We flee no fight.

The pact propels us.

We feel no pain.

The pact protects us.

We fear no death.

The pact preserves us.

~Mantra of the Elites of Ullar

As Mielki’s spear stills one final Orc, the flesh of Siara’s shoulder begins to knit back together. Only now that the battle is won does the pain of her many wounds begin to take hold. She stumbles—just slightly—steadying herself against one of her warsisters as they revel in their victory.

Pain is a weakness; it slows and it hobbles, leading to missteps in the dance of battle. Elites, sworn blades of Ullar, can afford no such weakness. So, by way of trances, magics, and sheer force of will, they defer the pain. When the battle is done, they will have time enough to hurt… or no time left at all.

The tribes of Ekstrom know much of fighting, for they warred among themselves for untold generations. When the Archkyrie Ullar rose to power, he did so not by force or by guile, but by forging a pact that bound all tribes together toward one singular purpose: to stand against any who would name Ekstrom their enemy.

Siara’s grandparents would have laughed at the idea of Saylind, Atlaga, Mielki, and Xiamara fighting side by side. But her grandparents were killed in one of those tribal squabbles. So Siara fights on in their name.

For a better future for Ekstrom.

For Ullar.

For the Pact.

Elites of Ullar are available in the Elites of Ullar and Ranoc Vipers Common Army Expansion!