Lost my hard drive early november, got bogged down with various family obligations throughout December, and just this past week managed to dig out my notes, the Warmaster can now recieve the attention he is due.
Snapping your eyes back to the simulation, and note the salient issues, you growl to yourself. The rebellion lacks cohesion, there are many forces working independently against the Emperor, and you have no command over the bulk of them. While the Emperor's forces are at a disadvantage, you lack the number of warriors to strike. A meager two hundred blooded fighters, while your rebellion possesses over three thousand reavers, you simply do not have the skilled bodies to fill them. The priests continue to drone on about numbers of forces and their dispersion, your eyes settle on a slave nearby. The slave is from a recently conquered species, the Rannar, you led the battle against them yourself and fought with their strongest warriors. The Rannar are a strange race, while they fought like true warriors, when pressed to the point of loss they surrendered. You recall two warriors in particular who crossed their blades with you. Fearsome of aspect and nimble, the two attacked as one, each attack and counter perfectly matched by the other. You were pressed into a desperate attack and shattered their armaments, but when you moved to strike one of the two down, they yielded, though they could have struck while your attention was divided.
Mission: INSURRECTION!!!
Status: Enraged, tired, and ready to gut your 'glorious' leader
Reaver: Glory, undergoing maintenance
Location: Grand Temple of the Warmaster, City of Light, Osseum