Vas paws at the ground idly with one hoof. "The Mo'arg, as they call themselves - they are the backbone of the Legion. I know for certain that some of you have seen a Felguard.

"The Felguard is but one role the Mo'arg fill within the Legion. They and their weaker Gan'arg kin design the war engines that have devastated so many worlds. I would not call them cunning, but they are intelligent. And their machines do precisely what the Legion requires them to do."

She folds her arms across her chest. "But there are many more Mo'arg who are not quite so smart, but strong. These ones, the ones called Felguards, take up arms and act as the footsoldiers of the Legion. They are easily as strong as five men, and they may easily destroy an inexperienced warrior in hand-to-hand combat. But they rarely take up bows and slings - stay distant, where the Felguard cannot reach you, and you will have the upper hand."