[Jacob]

Iraxx was sat on his swivel chair, his feet up on his mohogamy desk and a bluish light shining down on him from the back of the room. He was on the phone with one of his commanders.

Iraxx: "Uhuh...well...you know what to do, get them equipped and make sure they are highly trained...what?...why?...i'll ask them, and try to persuade them to agree...thats all i can do...no...no, i cant force them to can i?...Im only a low rank compared to them...ok...ok, i'll put the argument across...yeh...right...im gonna have to go. Yeh...seeya!!"

Iraxx pushed the little comms button on the side of the dark-red box and the signel was cut off. He rubbed his face in his hands and yawned. The troops were kicking up a fuss about rumours going around about the un-chartered territories and such like. They wanted weapons that were for the Commanders and Generals, said they were for "The un-expected". A low growl came from Iraxx and he brung his feet to the floor and stood up. He knew that the Councell would only except to giving guns to one or two platoons and that the other groups would have to go with their usual array of armaments. Muttering to himself he walked up to the comms unit again and dialled in a few buttons.

Iraxx: "Hey...anyone there?"

Receptionist: "Yes sir, what would you like?"

Iraxx: "Bring me up something to eat, would ya please?"

Receptionist: "I'll be right on it, sir."

The line went dead and Iraxx slowly wandered over to his cabinet of factual books, which ranged from tactics to winning a great war to biography's/autobiography's on some of the greatest warlords there was/is. He ran his left index finger along the spines of the books that were neatly lined up, alphabeticly.

'Abinoé: The Warrior' , 'Aelikle: Greats like us' , Albinos and their strengths' , ' Aquistions' , 'Aquiall: Animal by right?' , 'Arranged Wars, how they ended' , 'Arranged Wars vol II: How to do...' , 'Assassins' , Atr...

Iraxx halted his scanning of book titles.

"Assassins"

He smiled as he muttered the words to himself...

Receptionist: "Sir...here is your beverages, where would yo..."

The receptionist had walked in and Iraxx span around and immediatly interupted her with the words:

"Get me the best Assassins there is...!!"