Fist
of Thoradin
Our Philosophy
The Fist of Thoradin is an elite militant order and a subsect of the greater Hallowfall Expeditionary Army, forged in the fires of war and driven by unshakable conviction. Where others hesitate, the Fist acts. Where compromise is offered, they answer with steel.
Loyal not just to the Empire, but to the true vision of Emperor Thoradin—the conquest of Renilash and the total eradication of the Shadow.
Our Hierarchy
General of the Expedition
Voice of Thoradin. Hand of Conquest.
The supreme commander of the Fist, the General of the Expedition carries the flame of Thoradin’s will into the darkest reaches of Renilash. Every campaign bears their mark; every victory, their legacy. To defy the General is to defy the Empire itself.
Lieutenant General
Hammer of Doctrine. Keeper of the Flame.
The Lieutenant General upholds the sacred tenets of Thoradin’s vision. They marshal the legions beneath them with unbending resolve, ensuring that no order falters, no soldier strays, and no Shadow endures.
Colonel
Ironmind. Strategist of the Sacred March.
Trusted with command over entire battalions, Colonels are the architects of battlefield dominance. They strike where weakness festers, carving a path for the Empire’s triumph with steel, fire, and unflinching precision.
Captain
Blade of the Legion. Guardian of Honor.
Captains are the vanguard of the Fist—leaders who do not ask others to bleed unless they bleed first. Their commands are swift, their loyalties sharper than their swords. Where they march, order follows and the enemy breaks.
Sergeant
Shield of the Line. Iron Backbone of the Fist.
Sergeants stand at the heart of every battle line, rallying soldiers with grit, fury, and unwavering discipline. They forge recruits into warriors and doubt into conviction. When ranks waver, the Sergeant does not.
Corporal
Oathbound Warrior. Flame-Touched Blade.
Having proven themselves in the fires of war, Corporals are entrusted with command over smaller units. They are the first to lead the charge and the last to retreat, etching the Emperor’s justice into the bones of the Shadow.
Recruit
Ash-Born. Steel Yet Forged.
New to the Fist, these aspirants carry raw potential and the burden of oath. Though untested, they stand on sacred ground—at the threshold of legend. Their journey begins in shadow, but ends in fire.