Warlord Rob 'buttjep' Lee

The current second in command of Legio Mortis is the Warlord Robbie Lee. Born in the hovels of Weybridge to a life of poverty, he joined the legions militia where he excelled in all forms of warfare, and soon mastered a variety of weapons. He was soon recruited into the ranks of Legio Mortis and began to swiftly progress through the rank and distinguishing himself in many campaigns and Black Crusades. After single handily slaughtering a unit of Christian Fundamentalist goblin berserkers ( no mean feat), he ascend to the rank of Brigade Commander, the youngest ever. However, shortly after gaining his new position he suffered from mal nutrition and had to be temporarily removed from duty. He soon recovered and lead his men to many victories with his gruesome Nordmaar the Slayer cleaver. He is a loyal friend, and if you ever find your self in trouble you can always count on him. No person could ask for a greater battle brother.

Centurion Mark the Bungler Brugere

A warrior of unknown origins, he joined the ranks of the Legion after been attacked by a group of Christian brigands who killed his friends, who were known as the 'skaters'. Swearing an oath of vengeance he joined Legio Mortis and gained the rank of Centurion during his fierce defence of a Shrine of the Dark faith. During the heat of the mightiest battles, he is known to let forth a howl of pure fury and anger, and charge directly into the mass hordes of his foes, teeth gnashing and his mighty war axe carving a crimson path, for he is a Berserker blessed upon by the Dark Lords themselves. He has recently married the courtesan Lara the  Wild, who is said to be the daughter of the Daemon Prince Lemur. His superiors report that although he has a tendency to go berserk, he is a inspiring leader and oratator who looks out for his troops and his friends and defends what he knows to be right to his last breath. Doom to all those who stand against this mighty mushroom headed berserker.

Berserker Chieftain Chris Savage the Reaver of Morgues

Arrrrr, the mighty Berserker Champion of the Dark Lords, Chris Savage is the greatest among the Berserkers of Legio Mortis, and has recently been given charge of the Berserker companies of the Legion. Although a mighty Berserker, he has great tactical prowess and he commands his Berserkers with deadly efficiency, seeking out chinks in his enemies armour and exploiting it to his full advantage. His most notable act, was to lead his Berserkers in an attack against the Christian Stronghold of Mork, taking both  the outer and inner walls in a night of blood drenched combat. Although suffering heavy losses, at the end of the fighting Savage could still be heard chanting "Kill!! Maim!! Burn!!". It is at the end of the fighting however that the problem begins. Often, he goes in search of new victims to help satisfy his unholy lust. For those that do not understand, let us reveal to you a portion of Savage's War Journal:

Master of the Apothacarion Oli the Arrogant VI

This highly skilled and feared Lord has employed his ruthless efficiency to mastermind the army's success in slaughtering Christians throughout recent centuries. By craftily coming up with the now infamous 'Oli plan's' he can destroy an entire diocese of Christians in seconds without lifting a finger from the Legion's bastion, the Lair of Darkness. This leaves him plenty of time to deal with those brave but unfortunate soldiers of death who are wounded in battle. With amazing surgical techniques aeons ahead of the Christians he has proven himself superfluous in reconnecting many a scythed head or leg. With his invention of pure injectable PCr he has allowed the army's soldiers to bathe in Christian blood for days on end without having to leave the battle field to feed on their slain foes (With the exception of Berserker Chris Savage the Reaver of Morgues who does so anyway).

Deep below the High Command HQ in the Legion's Laboratories he has, along with James (High Wizard), created many a new weapon, allowing the army to win the battle of Rome in a matter of days by devising an array of new weaponry. Recent advances in nano-optoelectronics have allowed towers of blue fire rising tall into the red sky to carry the Legion's banner into battle. These have become so widely feared throughout the land that the army has complained that the Christians have often committed suicide by the time they arrive. Should there be any foolish Christians still about the ranks of mercenaries are flanked by balls of fire destroying whole towns in their unholy wrath. The mercenaries are equipped with swords of Diacrite crystal so powerful they glow crimson with rage whenever a Christian is nearby, protecting our warriors form attack and striking fear into the hearts of all those who do not worship Lucifer.

Perfectus Tertius Potta A.K.A. fuzz face the apprentice

This twinkled toed freak of nature is new to the ranks of Legio Mortis. Often known to cut himself while sharpening his own sword, this good friend.

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