As the sun settled in the Legate's camp division of the Legion. Lanius stood tall and imposing at edge of the hill with his ceremonial armor casting a shadow behind him and a hand resting over the hilt of his sword, facing East and admiring the lands that his campaing and bloodthirst conquered for the son of the one true God Mars. He turns around and spoke in that rough tone of voice

"Who are you to stand before me... It does not matter, victory shall be ours, it shall be swift, and it will be honest, purchased with blood."

His towering armor shifts with each movement as he points to the west

"Caesar's will is the will of the Legion. And the west... All beneath the flag of the Great Bear exist to test the strength of the Legion. We shall see how brave they are when nailed to the walls of Hoover Dam, their body facing west so they may watch their world die."