A commander by the name of Tact Logistics, and his personal commandos get the worst, most horrible view of the Northern war. They constantly fend off the Yaks, changelings, and Tartarus escapees. They barely get by with their orders, but their the best of the best, so have to do what they have to do. Mental health is bordering the window with some, and some have already began suicide. Tact has always been around death, violence, blood, He's been through more than hell. He was soaked with the blood of his distant family by the age of 2, he saw his mother die and avenged her at the age of 6, he helped his dad gore a Yak soldier by 12, he has saved and has been saved by his wife, Jagged Dagger. He's seen more death in a year than most have in their entire life. Nothing could phase him, so he thinks.