World Conquest

The World is my oyster. And I shall plunge in my fork, and feast heartily. Do you want to be a yapping dog at my feet, begging for table scraps, or would you like to be a general in my Legion, commanding your own continent? Ultimately, it's your choice. I shant force you to enlist in my Legion, but I hope better judgement shall prevail. If you'd like to know more, then just head on over to my Training Ground. Commander Felix D'Arthaniel DeKatt will meet you there. If not, well, just lie there, and wait for oblivion. See, i'm a fair man. I love giving people choices. It only pains me to watch them make the wrong ones.

What will you do?

Head On Over To the Training Grounds

Nahh. I think i'll pass.